Freewrite prompt: Charge

happycrazycon (63)in #freewrite • 6 years ago (edited)

Here's part 4 of my fiction, continuing from the last of my freewrite:

"Now, that's peculiar! I don't remember leaving them out or wearing them into anywhere muddy!"

Then, Charlotte heard the chuckles again.

What on earth?! Her goosebumps came up again immediately!

Charlotte was starting to feel the queerness about this whole thing more and more. She didn't want to conclude anything yet because she is that type of girl, she won't believe until she sees it, not that she is looking forward to see any strange spiritual activities at her new place of stay but yeah, she was determined to just face up with things or "beings". Honestly, she was terrified but she ain't going to let the mystery of this place be shoved under the blanket.

She scrubbed her red shoes, clean them and hung them up to dry. While scrubbing, she was also thinking of all the possibilities that it could be. Maybe someone was playing pranks on her? Maybe it could be just coincidences? Maybe she could try to lure "them" out?

"I am going to take charge of this mystery and not let fear paralyze myself!" she was determined, though still a bit petrified.

Charlotte went out to the city exploring while thinking about her questions in her mind whole day. At some point of time, she forgot about them while taking photos of the city. She wanted to show her folks back home the place she was settling in.

As she was enjoying the city, she kept feeling that she rubbed shoulders with the same guy. It was super weird because every place she went, he passed by her and gave her a kind of smile. He didn't speak a word, but it kept making Charlotte felt it was a deja vu.

Soon, her phone ran out of battery because she was heavily using it. Night fell, and she thought she might just grabbed some Chinese cook-out and return to her room.

As she put her phone to charge to where her charger was, Charlotte fell off to a nap. In her nap, she saw the same guy again and with that same standard smile. She asked him, "Who are you? why are you following me?" He was about to answer in the dream, but she woke up.

Groggily, she turned to where her phone was charging but she couldn't find it. Weird.

Charlotte searched through her table and floor but couldn't find her phone. She was very sure she left it to charge.

"Where is my phone, for heaven's sake?" She shouted into the air, out of frustration.

Hahahahah!

The chuckles came from the wardrobe. This time, Charlotte was more prepared in her heart, she was going to catch "them" red handed.

She opened up the wardrobe and found her phone lying there. Suddenly, something or someone flew by, opened the door and left the room.

Whoooosh!

She was stunned for a moment as she saw no one. Can they be invisible? She quickly regained her rationale and thought she must see "them".

Charlotte ran after "them". She was pretty sure "they" were more playful and mischievous than terrifying now. She has got to meet "them"!

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Freewrite is a prompt writing initiated by @mariannewest and @improv to write a free-flow post without correcting or editing. I checked out her post to really get what it is before I jumped on the bandwagon. Basically, there is no right or wrong, just let the mind and fingers do their work, to find our creative self and let it come out of us.