Story I

It was a dark stormy night and I was studying in my room alone. At first, it rained a lot. As time goes by, the sound of rain hitting the windows of a room diminished gradually. The light of the bulb in the room started to shimmer and cold wind blew into the room. However, I have not noticed the changes. Since I focused on my work, and I turned my head toward the door. Somebody was standing there. I could not even scream because I was too scared. Since it was very dark. I couldn’t notice the force of the person. The black, tall figure approached to my side. I tried to run away, but my legs wouldn’t move. There was no way to escape. It was so clear that I would be seriously hurt if I jumped out the window – I live in the fifteenth floor.

 The person stared at me for a few seconds, and then, passed through me. Yes, literally “through” me. After that, I woke up, sweating. It was a dream, I felt a sleep, during the studying. Books were messly placed on the desk. I went to school and told my friends about the story, and this made Chris shatter. He used to live in the house where, currently, our family is living. He said that he had similar dream when he was living in the house. Immediately, I felt that there is “something” in the house.

 Right after I came back from school I visited my neighbors to find out what was happened in my house. I visited all people living in our apartment, but nobody knew about my house. I tried to give up figuring out what was going on. When I knocked the door of the last house, and old man came out. I was so surprised to see him because he looked very similar to the man who came out in my dream. However, he was smiling and was not scary. He said, “Glad to see you. I was waiting for you.” I was so surprised and again, couldn’t say anything. He kept saying, “There’s a lot to tell you, Chang-hun. Come in.” Oh, God! He even knew my name. The house was extremely large. I sat on a big sofa and looked around. Everything was huge, extremely huge. He brought a cup of coffee. “Umm… Chang-hun… I wonder where I should start.”

 “I am your father.” He said with great determination. “I AM your FATHER.”

 “What?” I shricked. “Can’t be.”

 I knew my own father. Though he lived far away when I was young, and I did not have much chance to spend time with him, he has always been there since the day I was born. The man seemed to hesitate. Then he went on to explain. “When you were 2 years old my dear, your mom and I had a big fight. We could not agree upon what we were fighting about, and we came to live in separate houses. The one you are living in right now is the house that I used to live in. Then one day, a guy came, claiming to be your mother’s “new husband”. He asked me to sign the divorce file, of which I did not want to sigh for I could not give up my right as your father. The man was enraged and he came to beat me to death. Or he thought death, at least. I was moved to hospital instantly after he left the house and gained my health back. And through the dreams, I was looking for you going through the hearts of boys your age. Then I came to see your heart, Chang-hun, and prayed to God you come looking for me. Without a doubt, you came, and here you are my dear. I’ve missed you.”

 I was shocked, shocked to death.

 “You were brought back to life… ?” I asked.

 “But, who called the ambulance.”

 “I did.” The man said. “I called the ambulance.”

Then I saw his feet. He had no feet.