TALKING TO SHADOWS: DEAR ISRAEL

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

DEAR ISRAEL

KELLY.

Jimmy was again back from work late, but how he could even today?,

Today was a special day for us, it was our three years in marriage wedding anniversary, he could not forget this special day could he?

My feet were sore and my back was killing me but still I was not ready to retire to bed,

I was determined to wait for him till he arrived, what could be keeping him out for soo long?,

My eyes drifted off to the big wall clock in the living room, it was five minutes from midnight, where the hell was he, I tried calling his line again like I had been doing for the past five hours but still, it went straight to voicemail,

When I suddenly thought of calling Alex his best friend and colleague, I heard the doorbell ring,

Was it him?, but how he forget he had a spare key with him?, nevertheless, I stood up and went to open the door.

Expecting to see him drank on the front door as my conclusion on why he decided to ring the doorbell, I was surprised to see there was no one, no one but a noticeable piece of paper,

I looked around to see if there was anyone but there wasn't, the night was dark and the streets where quite indicating people had far long retired to bed,

With a chilly feeling, I grabbed the piece of paper and stared down at it,

How could I simply forget, I was looking at an old piece of paper which had my handwriting on it written clealy in big red letters, DEAR ISRAEL.

out of fear and panic, I rushed back into the house locking the door and made my way back into the living room,

DEAR ISRAEL, how was it possible that this letter found its way to my door step, it was far too long that I had seen it the day I wrote it,

It was the exact same handwriting and paper but instead of the blue ink I had used, the letters where in red ink and there was nothing more on that paper, I remembered very well I had written a list of things on this paper but where was the rest of the words,

Maybe someone was playing a joke on me I thought has my eyes again drifted to the wall clock,

23:58, where on earth was this man, it was almost midnight, out of habit, I grabbed my phone and dialed his number but like before it went straight to voicemail, I was now getting worried and panicked especially after what happened a few minutes ago,

How could this be here and even though it could be a prank, how could the paper have the name Israel on it and in my hand writing,

I was getting more worried has my eyes drifted off to the wall clock again out of instinct,

It was exactly mid night and suddenly all the lights in the house went out,

I had a sense of panic and fear has I felt that I was no longer alone in the house, my body had goosebumps all over, I switched on my flash light and stood up checking around the room

"Jimmy, are you back?" I asked loudly even though I had not heard the door open, I heard a sound in the kitchen and immediately rushed there,

"Jimmy!" I called but again received no response, when I got to the kitchen, there was no one but a broken glass cup on the floor

"Jimmy!" I called again knowing fully well nobody could have done this if not for him, we only stayed the two of us and unless he had somehow entered without me noticing then there was literally no chance somebody else would have entered the house,

All the doors and windows where locked and the safe alarm was on so why was there a broken glass on the floor?

I was about to clean up the glass when I heard a sound upstairs, it came from our room

"Jimmy, are you home yet?" I called loud enough for him to hear if indeed he was upstairs, when I didn't receive any sound, I took steady steps up the stairs wondering if it was him that was doing all this,

Surprisingly when I entered our bedroom and looked around the room using the flash light, I saw no one but still, there was this strange feeling that I wasn't alone in the house 

Closing the door carefully behind me, I decided I could just retire to bed after all, has it was, it was already another day and I was tired.

I lay in my bed taking a deep breath and trying to get some sleep when I suddenly heard a cry of a baby just next to my room,

This was the room we had planned to make the baby's room when he was born,

"No, am just too tired and having harrusinations" I told myself closing my eyes again, but before I could sleep I heard the same sound again but this time, it didn't stop, it seemed like a baby was crying continuously in the next room,

Alarmed, I stood up and looked for some weapon I would use in my defense incase I found something in the next room, luckily the knife was on the table on a plate with some cut out oranges I had left earlier on

I took slow steps and went into the next room the knife still steady in my hands,

Taking a deep breath, I opened the door and what I saw made  me walk backwards while the phone fell from my hands

"Aaaaah!!" I screamed in flight, the whole surrounding was in complete darkness and I knew I was not alone in the house, there was something, something unexplainable,

I managed to find my way at the top of the stairs when I suddenly felt something very cold push me from up the stairs, my body landed at the bottom stairs in extreme pain,

"My baby" I cried before darkness consumed me....