My sister always came home late night and gets busy as a bee in the living room which separated only by thin walls from my room. When the wall clock struck 11 PM, she played her guitar. Same time. Same song. And done with silence.
Today too, shes doing it again. Thats annoying so I want her to stop. When she start playing the song, I yell at her: “Stop it you slut!”. My annoyance disappears instantly, replaced with fear that came after hearing the strange big laugh from my sister. Is that really her voice? Slightly different!
From other side of the walls, my sister keeps laughing even louder. Walk closer to my room. My mind is messed up, but my task is clear: lock this room immediately. Hurriedly, I try to get rid of the blanket that is currently wrapping me. Not finished yet, I was shocked, the door is open.