That Girl

For some reason I was in college. I've been in college for about 3 or 4 months. And the term had already ended, so I was heading back to KL.

I had made a few new friends. I was talking to a group of them. We were all joking and laughing, and everything seemed fine. Suddenly something felt like it was out of place. One of my new friends, who was actually quite funny and was cracking jokes, suddenly fell silent and left the group.

He walked away towards his dorm. Silent and expressionless. I asked the others why. I asked if he was not feeling well or something. The others told me he was always like that. One moment high, then later low. They told me not to think too much about it.

But I did.

So I went to his room to check on him. I knocked, but there was no response. I went into the room an saw him. He was just standing there. Still not speaking or changing his still expression. His room was empty of course, since everyone was heading home for term break.

Then I noticed a little girl in the room. She had really long black hair, pale white skin and eyes like a cat (Typical features of a ghost, except for the eyes part). I was kinda freaked out. So I asked him who she was, no response.

Then she touched me. Just one light touch on my arm.

***

In KL, I was with my sister. We were all alone at home. My little sister, me and the girl. She doesn't say much, but we know what she wants. She doesn't have to say it. We just can feel it somehow.

Usually she wants food. So my sister (who was also touched) had to follow her every demand as well. We were both frightened of her. We felt tired as her presence drained our energy to allow her to survive.

My aunt came over one night. She saw the girl with us and dragged her downstairs.

"Don't touch her! She's dangerous!"

She didn't seem to have much effect on my aunt. I guess she only harms children.

Moments later, my sister and I headed downstairs. We saw a whole pile of those girls on our dining room table. My grandfather had killed them all! Hooray!

The girl makes duplicates of herself after touching a person. She does it to drain their youth and energy to allow her to survive. But thanks to my grandfather, she's dead!

My mum came home. Where was she this whole time?! My sister and I were both a bit annoyed as we were in so much fear and she was not there. We told her what had happened, and she said "Oh, THAT GIRL? I thought she was our pet. I'll always feed her when she gets whinny".

*Slaps forehead*