There is an old folk saying in my barrio that if someone is copying you, it is a sign that you will soon die.
You can cheat on your death time if you will kill your clone first. But be hurry, because your clone is also running to kill you.
This story is fiction. Read at your own risk.
Check this people out! <3I'm Sonia. 13 years old and I live in the barrio of Sta. Maria. I'm staying with my grandparents here in the province of Pampanga because my father is working in the city. He never took care of me since I was born. He hates me because I am the reason why mom left us. She died when she is giving birth to me, and that broke my father's heart. He put the blame on me and told me not to call him a father because I am not his child. Even it is so hard to accept those words I don't have a choice to understand his pain.
My grandpa used to tell me "I apologized for the things your father just said. Please understand your father Sonia, he still loves you even though she can't express it" grandpa cough after he said it.
"Ka Berto! Ka Berto!" a breathless voice we hear outside calling grandpa.
"What happened Jose? Calm down! What happened?
"It happened again, Ka Berto! It happened again! Where is your wife? Where is Aling Rosa?"
I think grandpa gets what Mang Jose trying to say. "She went to market. Where do you saw her?"
"I saw Aling Rosa walking near the lake without a head" Mang Jose whispered but I clearly heard it.
Grandpa runs and enters inside the house to look for petrol and match. "Sonia! Sonia! Get some clothes for your grandma upstairs. Run fast! We'll go to the market"
When running to the stairs I saw a familiar foot and turned to walk. "Grandma? Grandma? Wait! Where are you going?! I thought you're in the market? Grandpa is worried about you!" she keeps walking.
We're now inside the bedroom. She still doesn't face me. She is looking outside the window. I slowly come to near her and speak "Grandma talk to me!"
She turned around and I saw her face without eyes but she has a mouth. She smiled scarily and said "Yes?" then she suddenly jumped out to the window.
Aaaaaaaaaaah!!!!!!!!! I scream out of frightened and my grandpa runs toward me. "Sonia! Sonia! Where is she?! Where is your grandma?!" Grandpa shouts at me. "S..ssh..e.. jumped grandpa! She doesn't have a f...face!" I was crying in nervous. I don't know what is going on.
When grandpa looks down outside the window he saw our neighbor running to our house and they are carrying grandma out of breath. "Ka Berto, Ka Berto!" They shout. Grandpa runs downstairs to see grandma.
"We saw her in the bush Ka Berto. We think she was robbed and when she tries to fight back she was hit by the suspect"
Grandma got killed by a hit of a large stone.
"Rosaaaaaaaaaa!!!!"
The first night of vigil
There is a stranger wandering to Grandma's first night. He is wearing a black cap and a black jacket. He looks very suspicious.
"Who are you?!" Grandpa shouts at him and quickly grabs his arms as he trying to escape.
To be continued..
I think it's super long now and I'm worried if you all get bored with this story. Hehe. I need to cut this for now and promise to publish tomorrow's continuation.
Stay tune and pray before you sleep :)
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I remember the story told by my Grandma about my Auntie walking headless. Your story is exciting, good thing there's already a part 2. Haha okay I'll proceed with the next part.