MidReal Story

Whispers in the Night

Scenario: 00:00 Heather était à la maison de Jenny, un soir. C'était juste après l'école, et les parents de Jenny n'ont pas encore arrivé à la maison. C'était juste les deux, et ils étaient engrossés dans un jeu de board. Heather avait un bon moment, mais ils jouaient dans une chambre envers la chambre de la chambre de la chambre de Jenny. Et chaque jour, Heather se glançait dans l'open door de cette chambre, pour voir un petit garçon en s'étant sur le lit. Ses yeux apparaissent à les regarder. Elle a essayé de l'ignorer, mais à l'heure, elle a commencé à la revoir. 00:30 Je suis désolée. Elle a dit. Mais je ne peux pas me concentrer. Cet amour sur la chambre là-bas me donne des craintes. Oh, pas de problème. Jenny a répondu. Elle est allée dans la chambre et a fermé la porte pour ranger Heather. Puis les deux amis ont résumé leur jeu. C'était pas longtemps, mais avant que Heather se fasse glancer à nouveau. La porte a été ouverte une fois encore. Et encore une fois, l'amour a apparaissu à la regarder. Jenny ne pouvait pas comprendre. Elle pouvait s'avouer qu'il n'y avait personne à la maison. 00:58 et qu'il n'y avait pas de façon à la porte d'être ouvert sans la clé tournée. S'envoi, elle allait dans la chambre et a fermé la porte, cette fois en assurant que ça a cliqué. Mais encore et encore, ils examinaient la porte et la trouvaient ouvert. Heather commençait à être très étonnée. Finalement, Jenny avait assez de ça. Elle est allée dans la chambre, a pris la marte et l'a trompée dans le closet, la plongée. Elle a ensuite plongé la porte de la chambre derrière elle, et ils ont résumé leur jeu. 01:27 Tout semblait bien se passer. Mais ensuite, Heather a regardé une dernière fois. Tout d'un coup, elle a arrêté et a dit... Au revoir. Et a repris à la maison le plus vite possible. Cette fois, quand Jenny a regardé, elle a vu la porte du lit seulement un peu en bas, avec un chapeau proprès derrière. Et en se sentant sur le chapeau, en se penchant à travers l'ouverture, était la fille.
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00:00 Heather était à la maison de Jenny, un soir. C'était juste après l'école, et les parents de Jenny n'ont pas encore arrivé à la maison. C'était juste les deux, et ils étaient engrossés dans un jeu de board. Heather avait un bon moment, mais ils jouaient dans une chambre envers la chambre de la chambre de la chambre de Jenny. Et chaque jour, Heather se glançait dans l'open door de cette chambre, pour voir un petit garçon en s'étant sur le lit. Ses yeux apparaissent à les regarder. Elle a essayé de l'ignorer, mais à l'heure, elle a commencé à la revoir. 00:30 Je suis désolée. Elle a dit. Mais je ne peux pas me concentrer. Cet amour sur la chambre là-bas me donne des craintes. Oh, pas de problème. Jenny a répondu. Elle est allée dans la chambre et a fermé la porte pour ranger Heather. Puis les deux amis ont résumé leur jeu. C'était pas longtemps, mais avant que Heather se fasse glancer à nouveau. La porte a été ouverte une fois encore. Et encore une fois, l'amour a apparaissu à la regarder. Jenny ne pouvait pas comprendre. Elle pouvait s'avouer qu'il n'y avait personne à la maison. 00:58 et qu'il n'y avait pas de façon à la porte d'être ouvert sans la clé tournée. S'envoi, elle allait dans la chambre et a fermé la porte, cette fois en assurant que ça a cliqué. Mais encore et encore, ils examinaient la porte et la trouvaient ouvert. Heather commençait à être très étonnée. Finalement, Jenny avait assez de ça. Elle est allée dans la chambre, a pris la marte et l'a trompée dans le closet, la plongée. Elle a ensuite plongé la porte de la chambre derrière elle, et ils ont résumé leur jeu. 01:27 Tout semblait bien se passer. Mais ensuite, Heather a regardé une dernière fois. Tout d'un coup, elle a arrêté et a dit... Au revoir. Et a repris à la maison le plus vite possible. Cette fois, quand Jenny a regardé, elle a vu la porte du lit seulement un peu en bas, avec un chapeau proprès derrière. Et en se sentant sur le chapeau, en se penchant à travers l'ouverture, était la fille.
I was playing a board game with my friend Jenny when I first saw the boy.
He was standing in the bedroom window of the house next door, staring at us.
I didn’t know who he was or why he was watching us, but I couldn’t look away.
His eyes were so dark, they seemed to swallow up the light.
He was wearing a hat, and even though it was dark outside, he had his sunglasses on.
I couldn’t see his face at all.
I tried to ignore him and focus on the game, but every time I looked up, there he was.
Jenny must have noticed me looking out the window because she said, “What are you looking at?”
“Nothing,” I said quickly and turned back to the board.
The boy was gone now, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that he was still watching me.
I rolled the dice and moved my piece around the board.
I didn’t know how long he had been standing there, watching me.
I tore my eyes away from him and turned back to Jenny.
She was looking at me with a puzzled expression.
“Who are you talking about?”
she asked, glancing over my shoulder.
“It was just some kid,” I said with a shrug.
“He was in the window of the house next door.
I think he was watching us.”
Jenny stood up from her spot on the floor and walked over to the window.
She peered through the blinds at the house next door.
“Which window?”
she asked, not taking her eyes off the building.
“I don’t know,” I said, pushing myself up so that I could see better.
The house next door was two stories tall with white siding and blue shutters.
I didn’t see any lights on inside, but it was getting late, and most people had already gone to bed for the night.
I don’t see anyone.”
“Maybe he moved,” I said with a shrug.
I turned back to the board and rolled the dice again.
Jenny adjusted the blinds so they were mostly closed, leaving only a small crack where the two sides met.
“I think that’s better,” she said once she had sat back down on the floor.
I tried to focus on the game, but my eyes kept wandering back to the window and that small opening in the blinds.
Each time I looked up, I half-expected to see the boy standing there again, watching me with those dark eyes of his.
It was like they were staring into my soul, reaching out to me from behind those sunglasses of his with their too dark lenses.
What color were his eyes?
I couldn’t remember now, just that they had been unusually dark for how little light there was outside at that time of night.
I must have been more distracted than I thought because Jenny won the game without me even realizing it.
“I can’t believe you beat me again!”
I said as she jumped up from her spot on the floor and did a little victory dance.
“That’s three times in a row.”
She shrugged and said smugly, “I’m just that good.”
“That must be it,” I said sarcastically as I began to clean up the game pieces.
The blinds on the window rattled as Jenny adjusted them to their closed position.
I didn’t even bother to look out this time.
It was late now, and the house next door was completely dark.
I didn’t expect to see the boy again tonight.
I didn’t know why he had been watching us or who he was.
At first I thought maybe he was just some kid who lived next door to Jenny and was maybe bored or something, but I had never seen him before, and Jenny’s parents had never mentioned anything about having neighbors with kids.
Besides, what was he doing wearing sunglasses at night?
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Jenny plopped down in front of the TV, picked up the remote, and switched it on.
“Want to watch a movie?”
she asked as she began to scroll through all the different options available from the streaming service they used.
“Sure,” I said as I sat down next to her on the couch and picked up one of the throw pillows that was there so I could hug it close to my chest.
I had a weird feeling in my stomach that wouldn’t go away no matter how much I tried to ignore it.
Jenny noticed my strange behavior and asked me what was wrong, but I just waved it off as nothing.
I tried not to think about the boy or how he had been watching us from his window that night as we watched our movie, but it wasn’t easy.
Even when Jenny turned off all the lights in the living room so we could watch our movie in the dark like we always did, I couldn’t shake off that feeling of unease that had settled over me like a dark cloud that wouldn’t go away no matter how much I wished it would.
I couldn’t focus on the movie as I tried to watch it with Jenny.
My mind kept drifting back to the boy and how he had been watching us earlier that night.
I kept picturing him standing there at the window, staring out at me with those dark eyes of his and not looking away no matter how much I wished he would.
I didn’t know why he was watching us or who he was.
I was afraid to find out the answers.
Jenny asked me what I was looking at when she caught me staring off into space instead of paying attention to the movie we were supposed to be watching together, but I just shook my head and focused on the board game that was set up between us.
I rolled the dice and moved my piece.
“There’s nothing there,” Jenny said after a few minutes had passed and we were playing our game in silence.
“Nothing,” I said as I picked up my game piece and moved it around the board.
It was my turn again.
I rolled the dice and moved my piece a few more spaces.
As I looked up to see where I was on the board now, I saw him.
The boy was still there.
He had his hat pulled low on his forehead now, and for some reason he still had those sunglasses on even though it was late at night and there were no lights on inside his house behind him anymore.
He was just standing there looking out at me with those dark eyes of his like they were searching for something in the darkness outside.
A chill ran down my spine as our gazes met.
I couldn’t look away from him now even though I wanted to more than anything.
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I thought he was kind of cute when I first saw him, but after catching him staring out at me through the darkness for so long, I didn’t know what to think.
He wasn’t blinking, and his eyes were so dark I could barely tell where the irises of his eyes ended and the pupils began.
They were just two black holes staring out at me.
I was sure he was staring right at me, but he was so far away I didn’t know how he could possibly see me through the darkness of the night or even know I was looking back at him.
I didn’t want to ask Jenny what she saw because I was afraid if I did, he would disappear and I wouldn’t be able to find out more about him or why he was there.
I didn’t want her to think I was a weirdo for staring out at the neighbors when we were supposed to be having a fun game night together either.
I wanted to ask her if she had ever noticed him before or if she saw the boy too, but he was gone before I had the chance to ask her anything else about him.
Maybe he hadn’t been there at all, and I had just imagined him being there like Jenny suspected.
I tried to tell myself that was what happened.
I tried not to think about the boy anymore.
I tried to focus on the game, but he was all I could think about as I sat across from Jenny, waiting for my next turn.
I kept thinking about those dark eyes of his and how they searched for something in the darkness of the night outside.
It felt like he was searching for something in me too.
Jenny asked me a question as she moved her game piece across the board, and I realized once more that I had been staring into space instead of playing our game together.
I shook my head and forced a smile as I looked down at the board and tried to focus on playing again.
I rolled the dice and moved my piece around the board, but I wasn’t really paying attention or thinking about what I was doing.
All I could think about was the boy and how his dark eyes had been searching for something in me through the darkness outside and how they had reached out and touched me even though he was so far away.
A shiver ran down my spine as I rolled the dice and moved my piece again.
I didn’t look up as I moved my piece across the board.
I didn’t want to see if he was still there, but I couldn’t stop myself either.
I had to know.
I glanced up at the window anyway even though I told myself not to and saw him standing there again.
He was still there.
He had his hat pulled low on his forehead and those dark sunglasses on like he had been wearing earlier.
I wondered what he was looking at now because he wasn’t looking out into the darkness anymore.
Now he was looking straight at me through the darkness between us.
Our gazes met once more, and I couldn’t look away from him now even if I tried.
It felt like he could see right through me as he continued to search for something deep inside me with those dark eyes of his.
I knew I should tell Jenny about him now that I knew for sure he was there and not just some figment of my imagination.
But I couldn’t bring myself to say anything to her.
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