Chapter 2

Alberto from a very young age had been very scared of paranormal things, he did not like horror movies, nor horror stories under the light of a campfire, nothing, and when this happened to him, it made me want to never set foot in my aunt's house again. Although, well, today was the exception, because I had managed to get my cousins to come and sleep with me to celebrate that the house was mine, no, they didn't hold any grudges against me for having been the sole heir to the property, in fact For them it was the best thing that could have happened to them because that way they wouldn't have to come and get inside it. Two days ago, I called each of them to let them know that I was going to move to my aunt's house. At first, they were not surprised, because they knew that I loved that house and that no matter how much they told me about their terrifying anecdotes about when they came to sleep, that did not help to convince me not to come to live here, they thought about it for a few minutes when we spoke on the call, and then, finally, they decided to accept just because I convinced them that there would be food ordered at home, and tequila to celebrate. Now, I have arrived at my house, I came in my truck that had overturned in the tail, in the overturned, came the mattress of my bed, clean, without sheets that covered it, came my nightstand, my Toad de Mario lamp Bross, my red gamer chair too, the truth is that I didn't know how my father and I managed to pack those things in the dump truck so I didn't need to hire a moving service, but It worked, at least I was able to bring what was necessary to support spending a night alone in my new house. Because when you move to a new home that you may not know, or perhaps you barely know, it was always going to be difficult to get used to the first 2 or maybe 3 nights in it. No more with my computer, I was going to get to spend the best nights of my life in my new home. I finished fixing my room around midnight, it took me a long time because I had to see myself in the afternoon to clean everything, because my parents and I had come last weekend to take all my belongings. aunt to a thrift store that gave us very good money for her things, except for a few that I decided to keep, like the dining room table, the living room set, and the dining room outside the house home. Otherwise, everything else, even her clothes, had gone to the thrift store. I had to sweep the floor and mop it because the dust had taken over the floor of my room and the whole house, and it took me a long time to have managed to clean it all, and then, the best part came, organizing the mattress of my bed in the corner of the floor so that it would be attached to the wall, place the desk so that it would be attached to a place where there was an electrical outlet nearby, and right in front of it, there was a window that I could leave open to let in fresh air and light. On one side of the mattress, I placed the nightstand along with my lamp. When I looked at the time on my cell phone, I realized that it was 9:30 at night, but luckily there were always restaurants in the city that worked 24 hours a day, and among them was my favorite pizzeria, and just when I was for calling to ask for the address, Alberto called me to let me know that he was on his way to my house, he told me that he would pick up Adele at her house, and then, I took advantage of the fact that he called me to ask him to come to buy the house pizza, and he accepted, and hung up the call. Soon, the first night in my new house would start to be a complete wave of terror, because it turns out that when I hung up the call, I put the cell phone in the pocket of my gray sweatshirt, and I was ready to leave my room to take the mop with me. and the broom to the toilet patio, and that's when I lived the worst experience of my entire life. Well, when I approached the patio, I turned on the light to be able to see it well because it was a very dark room. After all, it was small, the walls were not painted, they were in black work, and inside it, there is only a laundry room, a dryer with a washing machine, and a space to hang clothes. The worst experience of my entire life occurred the moment I got ready to wash the mop, I turned on the key to the sink, and that's when it all began; First, there were light pokes that made me think that a child was walking nearby, but they were not those of an adult, because these pokes were soft, they were pokes that came and went as if someone was playing with me and I couldn't see them to know who it is. The knocking stopped, and I was able to continue with my cleaning task, but while I was washing the mop, I was in complete silence, now, no knocking was heard, but more like laughter, and I didn't distinguish them as if they had been laughs of an adult, because they were very sharp laughs, and laughs that seemed to be like those of a girl running close to me. My skin shuddered, and I swallowed, my hair stood on end, and then I felt that my whole body had been paralyzed, just as if I had been cemented to the ground and I could never get out of my grip again over there.