The Curse of Time by Andreea Pryde

Author:Andreea Pryde [Pryde, Andreea]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-10-17T16:00:00+00:00

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When the clock in the great hall beat six o'clock, I put everything down from my hand and ran out the door. I got home faster than ever, and in the privacy of my own house, I could be as crazy as I wanted. As soon as I closed the door behind me, I pulled out the phone and dialled Laura's number.

It rung! After a few days, it finally rung!

Someone answered after the second ring, but on the other side of the receiver was not Laura, but the harsh voice of a man.

"What?" he yelled, almost breaking my eardrum.

"I'm sorry to bother you. I'm looking for Laura–"

"Wrong number..." and he closed.

Wrong number?

I double-checked the number before I called again, but the same voice answered me on the phone, this time somewhat quieter but equally rude.

"What?"

"I'm looking for Laura, Laura Morgan . . ."

"What? Do you not understand that you got the number wrong?" he barked.

"I don't understand because I have talked to her on this number before, and I checked several times before calling if I typed it correctly," I said in one breath, thus avoiding getting cut off again.

"Look, kid," he said with a bit more understanding. "I don't know what you're talking about, but I've had this number for years, and there is no Laura in this house. Do yourself a favour, and me, and delete this number permanently."

Once again, the man ended the call before I could add anything else. Confused, disappointed, and tired, I crouched on the couch, sulking.

"Oh, Laura, where are you?" I whispered toward the living room ceiling, closing my eyes.

"I'm here."

The unfamiliar voice I heard from nearby made my eyelids snap open. I looked around, startled, but there was no one besides Midnight and me. With my heart beating like crazy, I tried to tell myself that it was just my imagination, but the thin and childish voice was heard again, only from beside me.

"You're not going to faint, are you?"

Midnight sat next to me and gazed at me with her head slightly tilted to the left. Was I really losing my mind?

"How long are you going to stare?" she spoke again.

My eyes widened, and a burst of nervous laughter fled my lips. I automatically got up from the couch and put a little distance between the talkative and possibly possessed kitten and me. Why was this happening to me?

"Did you just roll your eyes at me?" I asked, huffing, forgetting for a moment the scare she’d caused me.

"Oh, so your voice came back," said Midnight mocking me, with a straight face. "It might be easier than I thought."

"You talk?" I asked in a small voice, still unsure of what I saw and heard.

"Of course, I'm talking, I'm at my fifth life. There would be something wrong with me if I couldn't talk."

"Aha . . ."

"Is that all you are going to say?" she asked coldly. "And can you stop looking at me like I'm part of a freaks’ show?"

"What are you?"

"A cat .

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