Scary Stories II

When I was about 12 or 13, I pretty much had the entire apartment to myself. Now, tell me that's not fucking amazing?! It was. I always had my friends over, and they'd bring booze, and we'd just get drunk and order pizza.

There was a day that I couldn't get anyone to come over. They were all busy doing something stupid and no one wanted to hang out with me. Since all my friends were being lame-o's, I just sat in my living room watching tv.

I was afraid of staying in the house by myself, and knowing me, I knew I was going to fall asleep on the couch.

Our bathroom is right at the entrance of the apartment. If you leave the bathroom door open, and you try to open the door to the apartment it will hit the bathroom door very loudly. So that's what I did. I grabbed a bowl of cereal and watched tv, cursing my friends.

A while passed and my friend called me and told me she was going to come over. I said okay, and told her to hurry up. As I waited, I heard the lock of the door turn. I thought fuck, my mom's home ... now we won't be able to get high. But the front door never hit the bathroom door. I thought that was odd.

I went back to watching tv.

Again. Someone was totally trying to get in. This time you could hear the door knob turning too! But the doors never slammed together.

I decided to go take a look. I thought that maybe it was one of our neighbor's kids who got confused and thought our door was his door. It wouldn't have been the first time that happened. I walked out into the hallway expecting to see one of the kids... it was dead. No one was there. It was silent. But not just quiet ... it was an eerie quiet that I can't quite describe.

I went back inside. I closed the door behind me and locked it. I also set up the doors so I would hear someone if they happened to walked in.

My friend was finally downstairs. But being a lazy 13 year old, I just threw my keys out the window and told her to come up. I decided I'd wait for her in the kitchen. I hear the lock turn ... the actual clunk sound it makes when you've successfully unlocked the door. And then I waited for her to open the door and make the doors crash into each other. It didn't happen.

I checked the door ... it was LOCKED. I thought maybe she locked it. But I remember locking the door. I decided to go back into the hallway and slap her and to tell her to stop being an idiot and to just get inside. When I opened the door and stepped into the hallway, she had barely made it up to the third floor.