Hey everyone! Today Kylie tell story about how they almost lost their lives. My ‘rents got it was successful. And since then, they repeated it. They had their own store. But it didn’t bring much money. So, to save on the expenses, they got the goods themselves. And, they had no choice. Either us or the shop. It fed us all anyway. I don’t know if I’d do the same with my kids. Maybe not.
Anyway, we got used to staying alone. Frankly, we even liked it. Especially when we grew up to 6 and 9. Well, it's freedom! We’d go to bed whenever we wanted. We’d eat whatever we liked. Chocolates for dinner, for example. And no one would scold us! Again, we’d hang out until the dark.
Let’s say, our house’s not very big. But it has two floors. On the ground floor, there’re the kitchen, the bathroom and the living room. And on the second floor, there’re rooms for me, my sister and my ‘rents. Plus, a large pantry for all kinds of stuff. Mom stores there some buckets, rags and old clothes. Nothing special. There’s only a large oak closet with fur coats and old jackets near the wall. Hello from Narnia! Yeah! But there’s no Narnia in our closet though... We checked it many times.
There’s one thing with the closet. I dunno why, but it opens only from the inside. Well, you need to open a small gap in one of the wings. Then, you’d put a stick in there and raise the bolt. And then, you must close it in the reverse order. I don’t know if it’s a defect or something of that kind, but only it saved our lives.
We had dinner and went upstairs to play with the dolls. Our ‘rents just brought us some cool dollhouse. And we’d just to check it. And so, we, two little girls, were sitting there and playing with dolls. Then, we heard some noise outside. As if something metallic fell down.
Then, my sister dragged me into the pantry. To that closet. I was very afraid. But I was silent. So, I tried to step on my feet quietly. I didn’t want the ghost to hear me and take me with him. We somehow got to the pantry and climbed inside the closet. And then, my sister closed the doors tightly. She told me to wrap myself more tightly into jackets and fur coats. And she did the same.
We still heard the noise. Someone went wild on the ground floor. He seemed not to find anything. So, he went a floor higher. He raged about in the bedrooms. He broke something. He threw something at the walls.
Just in case, we didn’t get out. We just fell asleep in the closet. Wrapped in the jackets. And, in the morning, we woke up and got out of our shelter. To put it mildly, we were freaked out. The house was almost ruined. Like after some kind of invasion. In my humble opinion, there was nothing left except the walls and ceilings. Even in our room, all the dolls were broken. And the toys were gutted.
We rushed to tidy up. We were afraid our ‘rents’d think it were us. And we did it all. So, we’d be punished. But then, our ‘rents themselves rushed in.
But many years later, I found out that bad man was just a junkie. He already got into three houses before ours. So, he took out everything valuable. In one house, he attacked a neighbour and hit her on the head with something. Though she was just sleeping. So, she didn’t wake up from the noise. They couldn’t save her though.
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