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Welcome to The Strangers.
They were gone, everyone that had ever entered my life. I know this might not make much sense, but listen, just for a little while. And never, ever leave. Ever. It all began on a normal day. I was in Charles', my late father's, study-bless him. I was staring at a picture of Rosemary, my late mother, and Sarah, her late sister-bless their souls. The picture was beautiful, however, it was always crooked.
"Coraline," I sighed. "Why is this sideways, again?" "Coraline," I whispered. I turned to face her.
I rolled my eyes, and clicked my tongue.
"Coraline, what say you?" I whispered, again. I walked over to the side of the piano she was playing on.
"What say you?" I asked again. "What?" she snapped. Coraline took her hands off the keys and put them on her lap.
"Uncapable of fixing it yourself?" she asked.
"Olive, forbid the day you do something yourself," Coraline said going back to her piano. I turned around suddenly feeling the urge to go outside into the garden. But after a few steps I froze, staring right in front of myself. I never liked that painting. Never have and possibly never will. That ancient portrait of Charles and us. Olive, myself, was on the left having been the older of the twins. Coraline stood on the right, with bows in her hair, innocent and younger.
And of course, there was my father. He was a madman, lunatic, scary. I never liked him, and neither did Coraline, but she put up with him far better than I did. I shook out the hatred, and went to turn on Rosemary's music box. Charles kept it since she died, and claimed that it was for her memory. I never bought into that nonsense; I knew Charles never loved my mother, hence she is dead.
But as I turned it on, I quickly shut it off. I heard it, that sound. That sound I had never heard in so long. The great chimes rang through the house. Who could be ringing the doorbell? No one lived here, technically. Coraline stopped playing, and walked over to the loveseat. Her face was neutral, but on the inside I knew there was fear. No one, absolutely no person, should be ringing the doorbell. Coraline and I ran down the hallway to the foyer. We took opposite sides of the opening and watched. We weren't sure what to expect next, but hopefully they would leave.
"Olive," whispered Coraline, "Who stumbl'st upon the door?" I stared silently at the door, waiting for the people to go away. And for the next few, painful moments we stood and waited. The ringing continued, over and over. Coraline fidgeted nervously, waiting too.
And suddenly the door squeaked, opening a crack.
The next moment the door burst open and there walked in a lady. She looked irritated.
"I don't see why you have to ring it a thousand times," she said. Her voice was sweet but her tone was snappy.
"Just seeing if it works," came a gentleman's voice, happy and chuckling a little. The lady turned to face the man, and they began talking. Coraline dashed from her spot and hid in a hallway, me tagging along. We stood there, and heard the footsteps getting louder. Who were these people? I never knew them.
"Olive," Coraline whispered. I looked at her, signaling to be silent. However I kept staring at her, listening to the couple's conversation. "Willy, this is really antique," the lady said to the gentleman. "Are you sure it will hold?"
"It's been standing here since 1938, I'm sure it'll hold," Willy responded. He smiled.
"Olive, it's a great house with good value, plus a great price. Besides, you're the one that wanted it," he said. I froze-Olive? "Willy, I know," Olive said, walking around and looking at the various paintings in the hallway. She stopped and said, "Look around you Willy. It looks like someone still lives here. Seriously."
"Of course it does, no one has lived here since the early fifties," Willy said. "That's why everything is still here. Don't worry." Olive sighed and gave up.
"I'm heading to the kitchen," she announced. Coraline squeaked and ran for her bedroom. I, having no where else to go, ran to the kitchen (foolishly) to hide. But something strange, a feeling of some kind, willed me to stop and turn around. I did just that. I stood, hearing the clicks of the lady's heels on the wood floor. Click, step, click, step. And then she appeared on the corner. My heart was pulsing madly. What could happen if she saw me? What was wrong with my feet!? She kept walking, looking down, but then suddenly stopped. She flicked her head up and stared. No emotion, no fright. It was as if she stared right through me, like I was not there. She kept on staring. Her eyes were gorgeous, and amazingly similar to my own. Olive was quite a beautiful woman, but what amazed me most were her eyes. Too similar.
But even though the similarity, Olive still stared. It was like she had forgotten something, but knew what she forgot. I was invisible to her eyes. And I stared back. Her eyes. Her name. Who was she? And we stood there, staring. A silent knowing of a different presence separated us. Olive and Olive. She kept looking like she knew I was there. But, I knew she could not. No one could see me.
Silence, before she shook her head and carried on to the kitchen; I stepped aside.
They were strangers. Or, was it the other way around? Click Next for a sneak preview of the next chapter of The Strangers.
KU2M Over the course of the next few days, things started disappearing. Our household items were being thrown away or packed away to a museum. Devastating and horrifying to see our things go, but they had only gotten to the sun room, kitchen, bathroom and some hallways. The door to Charles' study was "locked" along with many other rooms.
It was that night I remember well. The first time of acknowledgement for a foreign presence inside this household.
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36 Comment(s) posted so far
On Feb 20, 2009 MJxo wrote:
Cool story
woo
On Feb 20, 2009 Nox Noctis Dea wrote:
Love this, hope you post the next part really soon!
On Feb 20, 2009 Little Cloud wrote:
Very cool start, I really can't wait for the next part
On Feb 20, 2009 jennnnnie02 wrote:
This was amazing. Really cool, too. Nice job.(:
On Feb 20, 2009 harvickgirl wrote:
Truly amazing!
On Feb 20, 2009 candy820 wrote:
Awesome! 5.0 here. And waiting for the next part.
On Feb 21, 2009 tonya99rn wrote:
Great start, look forward to the next part!
On Feb 21, 2009 kitfu11 wrote:
Wow, one of the most intriguing stories I've read in a long time!
Keep up the great work! 
On Feb 21, 2009 charray wrote:
Awesome story
Thanks for sharing it 
On Feb 21, 2009 smiley00girl wrote:
Great start! It's different and I love it! Can't wait for more! XD
On Feb 21, 2009 jarlet wrote:
strange and amazing story!can't wait what happens next!good job!
:P
On Feb 21, 2009 damnanoir wrote:
great job. it remembers me to a movie with Nicole Kidman: THE OTHERS XD
RATED: FIVE!
On Feb 21, 2009 narniana wrote:
Can't wait for the next chapter!!!!!
On Feb 21, 2009 DiddakoiGirl wrote:
Wow....You're an amazing writer!
I'm really intrigued as to what the next part will be like! 
On Feb 21, 2009 Fikcija wrote:
Awesome beginning! Reminds me of the movie "The Others", I loved that one. Could you please tell me when the next part is out?
On Feb 21, 2009 KatieKing wrote:
great start to your story...it's interesting, but yet somehow familiar....but great overall
On Feb 21, 2009 stephanie1225 wrote:
I like it!!
Can't wait to see what happens 
On Feb 21, 2009 stephanie1225 wrote:
I like it!!
Can't wait for the next part!! 
On Feb 22, 2009 SantaBelle wrote:
That was really interesting!
Can't wait for the next chapter!
On Feb 22, 2009 twofee wrote:
beautiful shots, especially the early ones of the twins. their surreal glow is almost breathtaking.
cant wait to read more.
On Feb 22, 2009 SuperStar94 wrote:
I thought of 'The Others' aswell as I read this. A very good story, keep up the great work!
On Feb 22, 2009 sunaire wrote:
I thought this story was going to be scary. Its real, real good- and nice description! I can't wait for the other pieces of this story... and also can't wait to see what happens to Olive, Olive, Willy and Coraline!!
On Feb 22, 2009 i_star948 wrote:
I adore this! Keep it up!
On Feb 23, 2009 TUTULA wrote:
It's really interesting, good work
On Feb 23, 2009 apemassie wrote:
On Feb 24, 2009 Murphy75 wrote:
Very interesting story so far...I can't wait for more!
On Feb 25, 2009 rover202 wrote:
Marvelous! The picture setting and the characters moods set a high interest with the story. (The father does give a creepy feeling to the tale) Great job
On Feb 26, 2009 aburke wrote:
interesting story. The characters are lovely. please continue...I want to hear more!
On Feb 26, 2009 ProwlerTylo wrote:
Great job, keep up the good work.
On Mar 2, 2009 mamajudy wrote:
Can't wait for the rest.
On Mar 3, 2009 shady411 wrote:
Great start...cant wait for more
On Mar 19, 2009 spitzmagic wrote:
oh so creeepy...loved it waiting for the next one
On Apr 7, 2009 miller1220 wrote:
THis is a great story! I love the shpts, they are perfect! I like how the girl is glowing...and that painting is very creeppy; I dont blame her for not liking it. I cant wait for part 2!
On Oct 31, 2009 Neko Sims wrote:
This story LIKE totally made me wonder whats going to happen! LOVE IT!
Thank's for such a AWESOME story!
On Apr 26, 2010 Sussie.Mia wrote:
Great start! Cant wait for more! Great job!
On Apr 25, 2012 oldmember_lucianna88 wrote:
You're a wonderful writer. Congrats on the feature