Riya Lake: A Fictional Narrative

Five minutes later, Amira called out again. “Sara, I see something in my room. Can you come and look at it? I’m scared.”

Maria woke up and thought to herself, I need a change. Something adventurous. Maybe I’ll go to that strange lake I saw. It sure is hot today. And I think I deserve the rest since papa made me work so hard yesterday. With that in mind, she slipped on the worn ruffle dress her sister had passed on to her three years ago. Maria missed her sister, Margarita. Margarita had died many many years ago, at the young age of nine. Seeing that Maria possessed a petite figure, and that Margarita was abnormally tall, Margarita gave the young Maria the dress as a birthday gift. The story goes, Margarita and three toddlers named Juan, José, and Alejandro were playing in the dirt when their mother came up to them and yanked them as hard as she could. You see, her husband had been gone for longer and longer trips out west at a time, and only came back

As the door swung open, a musty odor greeted her. She fumbled to find the light switch. Standing in the doorway, she waited a few moments while her eyes adjusted to the darkness before moving into the center of the room.

She makes her way to the room when getting closer to the room she saw how it was so eerie and shady looking. She again shook off the feeling and entered the room. Looking around she looks at the baren room. The wallpaper crumbling off the edges of the wall, the bed sheets old and dusty showing no one has been in this room for weeks maybe months. She walks over to the bed sitting her stuff down in the nearby chair. Laying down on the

The scream for help strewn her nerves everywhere, and her hands now shook with fear. As she looked ahead to the large bay window again, she saw something she hoped to never see again.

Using the dim light from her cell phone as a guide, she somehow reached the light switches, and turned on the light. Then she looked around the living room. And screamed....

“What the f-” I started to snap, blinking when I saw nobody there. I looked around, visibly confused before a small voice

“I’m sorry, my love,” I said as my eyes began to water. She grabbed her chest in pain and stared at me. Her eyes teared up and a single tear ran down her cheek as she took her final breath. I did what I had done so many times before, but I never felt any remorse for my actions until then.

Let me tell you about the time I got pulled over trying to retrieve a bouncy ball.

hair. He suddenly stands up completely ripping her throat apart. Blood splattered everywhere leaving an intriguing pattern of crimson on the shimmering white snow.

Behind her in the living room, someone cleared his throat. She panicked, she didn’t know is she should turn around or not. She didn’t know if she wanted to see what frightful thing would be standing in her living room. Behind her, she could hear someone walking closer and closer to her very slowly.

"..... You heard the scream too, didn't you?" He was pretty sure he wasn't hallucinations, but he needed confirmation anyway. People don't just vanish into thin air. Nothing seemed out place, however, there was a sense of uneasiness around

This went on for a few minutes, until Velma, finally, told her that her eyes were feeling better. She opened them, and the world looked as if she were seeing it through greasy, out-of-focus cellophane.

And Riya quickly turned her back to the balcony and ran inside. She could tell Preeti had seen something in her eyes. And Riya was horrified.

Pansy’s expression then shifted, and for a moment, under the glittering lights and colored shadows, she looked truly evil