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[Writing] Alone, Until the Pain Comes Along (the haunted bathroom)

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I opened my haunted bathroom door today. The door itself was cold to the touch because of the spirit inside of that place. I always have a towel stuffed under the door to prevent the cold air from leaking in.

Once I was in the room, I looked at the thermometer on the wall. It was 48 degrees in there. The same temperature as it was outside. You may wonder why there is a thermometer on the wall, but I know how cold the haunted bathroom gets, which is why I keep a thermometer there. So that way I know just how cold it gets.

I decided that I was going to take a bath in there for the first time in a year or maybe longer. It is tragic that so much money was spent to make that bathroom an Eden about 8 years ago, only to not really be used for the past 4 of them.

Once the hot water was flowing, I hid in my room and periodically took peaks in the haunted bathroom to see how far the water level had risen.

The bathtub itself is enormous, very able of fitting four or six people if they were scrunched together; Stairs that go up the side of the bathtub and a view from the tub that can see our pool and the ground below; Giant windows that birds can see through or anyone else for that matter.

And of course the dead plants; the plants are watered and get major doses of sunlight in the spring and summer, but in the winter, they die out and just stay there withered with the spirit that bathroom holds.

Some of the light bulbs in the room no longer worked, either from being burnt out or frozen and cracked. However, the large light that hung down over the bathtub still worked, creating a chilling glow in the bathtub.

I was starting to fall asleep in my room, because it does take a very long time for that bathtub to fill. This is another reason why the bathroom goes unused for so long, it is very inefficient.

When I realized what I was waiting for I opened the door again and found myself in the water. There I was in the hot water glowing with the lamp above it and the chilly air around it.

Two hours later I woke up because of the wind that was blowing so fiercely it was making the plants sway from their hangers. The water temperature had dropped to nearly that of the room itself.

There was a lot more wind getting in than there should have been through closed windows. Then I heard the spirit howl until I got scared and turned around nude in the tub.

When I had been asleep in the bathtub, the wind was blowing on the water all that time. Behind me where I slept was a crack in the bottom of one of the windows; A crack that cut out a large triangle about the size of a dollar bill.

There was the glass triangle broken on the floor next to the bathtub and the window. As for what was outside, there was nothing outside, just the wind; Just the wind.

I slink back into the water to calm my shivers.

The light above me burnt out with a mere flicker, which is better than it falling into the bathtub I suppose. The wind grew quiet, because it wasn't the wind that broke that glass.

I reached to the carpeted staircase next to the side of the bathtub. On the steps was my cell phone and I grabbed it with my left hand.

With the cell phone in my grasp, I flipped it open to see something with it's luminescent blue light. That is when I remembered all of my ghosts that haunt my bathroom, but before I could see them my cell phone slipped and dropped into the water.

Beneath of me the chilly water turned an eerie blue and with it my skin was the same color. I wasn't waiting around for the ghosts; I hopped out and ran to my bedroom door.

I fiercely flung it open and slammed it shut before I dove to my bed and curled in a ball to watch the door. There it was; the cold door, closed shut with the towel...

The towel was gone and I could see the shadows of the ghosts moving in the faint blue light from my cell phone. That is until the light of the cell phone turned off as it always does automatically.
« Last Edit: May 25, 2015, 10:04:51 AM by boe »
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Nice, at first I really thought that was a real ghost story...

At the END it's just an overflowing imagination, silly me for reading this so seriously. >_<

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Read more into it than the surface and the literal. My bathroom is haunted.
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...And you just fell asleep there. I wouldn’t dare to enter it if I were you.

Whether there’s a real ghost there or not.