Horror Movie

The weekend passed by in a blur, nothing eventful really happened and of course... I have already forgotten about the incident with the blue eye guy. Okay, maybe that's a lie. I haven't really forgotten about the blue eye guy, memories of that night is still very much fresh in my head.

"Finally! You decided to show up, what's your excuse this time? And don't you dare tell me your cat died, you already used that excuse like three times already." Britney said in one breath, scowling at me.

"First of all, I'm not late." I said as a matter of fact, staring at her right in the eyes, tapping on my purse.

"We agreed to meet here at exactly 5pm and this is 5:01, it's just 1 minutes passed.... Do not make it seem like I left you standing for over an hour. And my cats dying were not just an excuse, I lost three cats to death and yes, the fourth one is still living. You saw three dead cats Britney, I don't know why you are making it look like, I lied. Geez, may their soul Rest In Peace." I did the cross sign dramatically, cleaning a tear from my eye. I did love those cats but I am such a bad owner.(sigh)

Britney didn't say a word, she blinked her eyes. I rolled my eyes, "Anyway, the reason I am late, is all because of traffic."

"Ohh, I guess I can forgive you." She smiles sweetly. Wow, she's got to be kidding me.

I was going to argue the fact that there is definitely nothing for her to forgive me for, like... I didn't intentionally came late, it's all due to traffic! But whatever. We are here to watch a movie and not here to have an argument.

I brought pop corns, while Britney took care of the movie ticket. "So what movie are we watching?" I asked Britney standing next to her.

"It's a horror movie and I have a feeling it's going to be a great one." She waved the tickets in my face happily. Oh no, I should have picked the movie myself, whenever Britney says she has a great feeling about a movie, the movie always turned out to be the worst movie ever.

"Are the tickets refundable?"

"Nope, they are not and why won't you just trust me. I know this movie is going to be great and you are going to pee on your pants." She grins, held my hand and dragged me to the insides of the cinema.

1hour 30minutes of watching this horror movie, I already felt like puking. I do not feel that way because the movie is scary, I feel that way.... Because the movie is a total trash!

"Ahhhhh, oh my God, he is right behind you!! Ahhh" Britney screams filled my ear, her fingers gripping onto my arms really tight.

"Ouch Britney, you will leave a mark." I yelled.

Although, she did loosened her grip, she still held me really tightly.

Seriously, I don't see what's so scary about the film. So what if some dead man came back to life and decided the only thing he could do was hunt his own family, for no just reason. I don't understand why he would terrorize his own family, why couldn't he terrorize the person who killed him. I don't even know who killed him! I should also mention that he has killed his only son.

Britney let another round of screams when the dead man's Daughter was seen in the bathroom combing her hair in front of the mirror. Okay, who would comb his/her hair in front of a mirror during a situation as this. How can she comb her hair when her dead father is trying to kill not only her, but also her mother.

The father emerge from the mirror in a slow scary way, he is holding an axe..... though it's funny that this dead man wasn't holding this axe when he miraculously made a comeback as a ghost, he took the axe from a shop that sells weapons. Although I do think taking a gun would have been much more better. Also, how in the world was he able to hold the damn axe, he is a freaking ghost!.... His hands should pass through the axe, the same way he passed through walls and doors. He didn't pay for the axe though.

Another 1 more hour and the movie finally did came to an end, I was beginning to feel a little bit deaf because of all those screaming from Britney and the rest.

Though I can't really understand the reason why he killed his family. The producer, director, and the writer seem to forget that, they had to let us in on that little detail. Like, why would a dead man ghost hunt his own family down and kill everyone of them. I wasn't really surprise when Britney didn't care to know why the man killed his whole family, she was too scared to know.

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Ah! I feel so drained, normally Britney would drop me off at my house, but because she's too afraid to drive home alone, she made me come along with her and then I ended up taking the bus back to my house. She's so considerate, I know.

"Hi." A familiar voice, that am probably wondering why I find that so familiar came from behind me. I turned around slowly and I got the answer to my question, it's the blue eye guy. Yayyyyyyy.

"It's you... again, what are you doing here? Do you know what, I don't want to know. I will just take it that you ended up at my house by mistake. So.... Good night." I waved at him and proceeded to open the small-like fence gate.

"Please wait Anastasia, I really do need to talk to you." I wasn't going to stop or turn back, but the fact he knows my name, made me turn around.

"How did you know my name?"

"Maybe if you give me a listening ear, I will tell you how." He shrugged his shoulders. I sighed, stared at my house briefly... "Fine, you have just five minutes."

"I guess that will do." He shrugged, shoving both his hands into his trouser pocket.

"Go on..."

"What I'm about telling you might sound really crazy, and so untrue but believe me.. it is." He said gazing into my eyes, and all I could think of was how blue his eyes was. They were as blue as the ocean, so freaking pretty.

I tried acting indifferent, okay.. I didn't try acting, I feel indifferent about the whole thing he just said. "Okay... Continue."

Five minutes later, I came to a conclusion that the blue eye guy probably escaped from a physiatrist house. He is 100% crazy.

"First of all, I do not believe your story because it's a total trash. Secondly, I will advice you to go back, to whatever mad house you escaped from. Trust me, it's the best decision you can ever make. Goodnight." I smiled at him fakely, then proceed to open my house gate, ready to go in.

"I know everything sound crazy and untrue Annabelle, but believe me it's the truth. You are the Witch my family needs to break the spell, please you have to help us."

I sighed, turned around.. "you see, this is the main reason why I can never believe your story, I am not a witch! I have never done any magic trick in my life, I am just an ordinary girl. And guy, you are not a dragon. Geez." I walked into my compound.. locked the gate and proceeded to my house, to have my beauty sleep.

What nonsense, witches and dragons? Blue eye guy might probably be the nephew of my history teacher, Mrs Hardy.