Girl Next Door

Every night, when I am asleep, she comes to me silently. I can see her face clearly. Her soft lips laden with dark red lipstick touch my cheek gently. Her fingers go on to feel my lips. With her sharp overgrown nails, she pierces my lips hard. I can then feel her hand move over my body. She tries to touch me underneath the layers. Her sensation is so strong that I wake up at this point. I shout, I scream! I am full of sweat and gasping for fresh air. I desperately turned on the light just to find her gone! Vanished!

She was the girl living next door. Ever since I moved in, she used to stare at me at a stretch. She used to stalk me all the time. She peeped through our door to have a glimpse of me. Everywhere I went, she tried to follow me. As an attempt to stop all this, I tried talking to her once and explained to her that I am married. She is not doing the right thing. But her demeanor just seemed crazy. She didn’t seem to understand what I was talking about. Her eyes kept on staring at me, and her incomprehensible, strange smile gave me chills.

One day there was a sudden panic in the building. ‘That weird girl, who lived on the 13th floor; she killed herself. She was found hanging from the ceiling fan’, I heard the crowd say in the building lobby, as the police and ambulance rushed into the society.

“Good riddance!”, my wife said, “I know she annoyed you a lot”. “Yeah”, I said, trying to act calmly.

That night, she came into my dream for the first time. I was terrified by her look, her smile, her touch. I woke up shouting with intense fear and panic. My wife rushed to fetch me some water. She wiped my sweat and made me sleep peacefully again.

But how could I have known? It was just the beginning. Here she is! Every night, when I am asleep.

She doesn’t leave me. She just Doesn’t !!