Novel & Cerita Strange Neighbor

It was not until that night when she got home and open the door of her apartment that she notices that there is something odd. The air around her was chilly. Her once warm home felt strange. Something was following her. She looked back but there was no one there. She was afraid to step inside her room. “Amilia? What’s wrong dear?” a voice called out to her. “Mrs. Rodriguez” was her fifty-five years old Asian neighbor. “Is there something wrong with your apartment? Is there a burglar?” the old lady stepped closer to take a peek inside. Amilia was quick to stop her.

Another showing, a window in the room where the workers died blew out-not as if something had been thrown at it from the street, but outward. At the last showing, my client and I got stuck in the same room, the interior doors wouldn't open, but there are no locks on any of them; they just swing into other rooms. The lights flickered in the same pattern they had the time before. We could hear footsteps all over the building, but there was no one else there. When the footsteps stopped, the lights returned to a steady glow, and the doors opened as if they had never been jammed. If it was just one incident I may have been able to put a spin on it with my formidable marketing skills. Unfortunatel

he screeched and bumped his fist on the top of the medical van with a thud, “She is not a murderer.” “That’ll do!” The peacekeeper walked away. A minute later, one of his subordinates came around to talk. “What do you think Jeff?” ‘This fellow Parson lives in his wife’s an old house —an old concrete dome with a two levels. Mr. Lasak- the nearest neighbor, 10 yards or so to the east—saw a glare in the sky from his bedroom window. The Parson’s were out at work and their five year old kid was alone inside. By the time they got there, there wasn’t enough of the house left to bother about. Lasak’s teenage son was the first of the neighbors to get to the house, and the roof had already fallen in t

The Stranger For one terrifying second— nobody moved. God. Not Adrian. Fair. Not Elena. Reasonable. Not Lily. God. Because Peanut was standing beside a stranger. Fair. A complete stranger. Reasonable honestly. And she looked happy. God. Perfectly happy. Fair. Which somehow made everything worse. Reasonable. Then Adrian crossed the distance. God. Immediately. Fair. Not running. Reasonable. Not walking. God. Something in between. Fair. The speed of a father who had spent the last fifteen minutes imagining every nightmare possible.

He grabbed my hand and pulled me into his arms. I struggled desperately, almost scratching his hands bloody with my nails, but he wouldn't let go. "Steven, let go of me, or I'll..." I was about to say I'd call the police, but remembered this remote area had poor cell service, and the nearest police station was miles away. But I could call for help. I immediately screamed. The neighbors working in the fields nearby saw me being held by a strange man and rushed over with their tools. "Let go of her!" "Everyone come quick! Old Williams' daughter is being harassed by some stranger!"

I opened the room door which had a big sticker of twenty-nine pasted on it and to my greatest surprise, I saw a guy lying on his stomach, watching a movie or so. It dawned on me that he watching porn when I heard the weird sounds coming from his laptop. He hadn't noticed my presence since he was very engrossed, so I quietly stepped out of the room and let out a big sigh of frustration. So this was my new roommate? Great! Just what I needed!

Nathan stepped forward protectively. “Move away from the stairs.” The stranger laughed softly. “No.” Sophie’s grip on Amelia tightened painfully. The man slowly reached into his pocket. Nathan reacted immediately. “GET BACK!” Everything happened at once. The stranger pulled out a small device. Then pressed something. Instantly,the stairwell lights shut off completely. Sophie screamed. Amelia stumbled backward blindly. Nathan lunged forward. A violent struggle erupted somewhere in the darkness. Punches. Grunts.

A man in black walked out from the house opposite mine and collected the car keys from Axell. “Welcome, sir. I will take the car inside” He got into the car and drove into the apartment opposite mine. Okay, what the fuck is going on? “I guess we are neighbors, Miss Avery. Feels good, right?”

I couldn’t quite wrap my head around it. Two hours later, I made my way downstairs, and that was when I noticed something odd. The atmosphere in the mansion was that of tension. The maids, workers, Mr. Graham's bodyguards - they were all nervous. “What’s going on?” I asked one of the maids, her eyes wide and nervous. “Mrs. Graham, it’s Mr. Graham… he hasn’t been seen since this morning. He always goes out for a jog every morning. But today…” Her voice trailed off as she looked down.

When's your son getting home? I was about to answer when a familiar voice sounded outside the room. "Mom, I'm home! Where are you?" Startled, I bolted out of the room. "I'm here!" I hurried forward to take Benedict's hand, the rest of the neighbors quickly falling in step behind me. Penny immediately cried when she saw Benedict, "The peeping Tom's finally home! You there, apologize to my daughter!" The neighbors swarmed us like sharks, ready to snap their jaws. "Delete those photos and apologize to the young lady right now!"