The ominous man-child
By jibweol, Updated
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Twas the 31st October, and a man, an exceedingly small man, shook my hand, greeting me to the family reunion. He was dressed in the traditional Islamic clothing, and from distance, looked like a lost child. He greeted me, whilst giving me an exceptionally creepy smile.
DON'T BE RUDE ABDUL!
You.. you don't know? C-come with me please...
I'm sorry but I've never seen you before, what's your name?
My family welcomed me, however this "man-child", who I've never seen in my life, bonded with everybody. I knew that he didn't belong here, but i had no idea who he was, and i knew nearly my entire family of uncles and aunties, something was wrong...
So, what is it you want?
You don't know who I am don't you? Let me show you something....
I began to talk with everybody, and i asked my cousin, Ahmed, who he was. I noticed he was talking to him rather often, so i asked him, and he replied anxiously, "He's our uncle Khalid. Didn't you know?" I knew something was wrong, so i investigated. This "man-child" kept standing on the sofa, which i also thought was rather weird. I approached him anxiously, and I opened my mouth and said...
Prepare for new memories of Yusuf, the "man-child". Yes, I can hear your thoughts, but you won't remember this moment!
Something wasn't right, and I had to find out..
I followed him into the bathroom, rather wary of him as it did seem uncomfortable that an unknown uncle of mine ask me to follow him into a bathroom, so I kept my distance and stood next to the door.
As soon as I blinked, the "man-child" vanished, and the ghost formed. I thought I was dreaming, until sh said that she will add new memories of me. I prepared to run, but I couldn't. I was paralysed. All i could do was hope...
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