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Elsa heard a knock on the door while she was busy watching the dishes

“Mom someone is at the door” she said loudly and kept cleaning the dishes.

The knock came more loudly again and again and Elsa groaned. She peeped into the dinning, rubbing off the foams on her hands with a rag.

When she noticed that nobody is at the dinning, she headed towards the door, packing her hair with a yellow bow,

“Mom?” she called again as she was walking to the door.

“Everybody leaves without telling anybody” she sighs when she heard no reply.

She opened the door and saw a girl about her sixteen with a brown uncombed hair and a sharp brown eyes standing in front of her.

Elsa smiled to her and said.

“Hi…dear”

She was carrying a box of chocolate with both hands. Her beautiful eyes were staring steadily at Elsa’s face.

“Want some chocolates?” she asked Elsa. Her hands were shaking slowly but her legs were steady, her skin is very white and weak. The white shoe she is wearing has no single stain on it.

“Hey! You the chocolate girl?” she smiled to her but she did not reply the smile.

“Want some chocolates?” she asked again.

“Yes off course..I …I think I have some money with me” she chuckled, struggling to bring out some money from the pocket of the blue jean trouser she was wearing.

“Want some chocolates?” she asked her again. She stared at her and forced out the money.

“Yea…here” she smiled, handing the money to the girl. She looked at the money on Elsa’s hand and returned her stare back to Elsa’s face without touching the money. Though her hands were occupied but she never even made an attempt to take the money.

“Want some chocolates?” she asked again.

Elsa was startled by the three words she kept saying.

“I guess I should take the chocolates first before paying right?” she asked and peeped at her face, aiming for the box she was carrying with a smile on her face.

Slowly, she opened the box and grabbed one chocolate from it.

“I think this is all my money can afford” she said and stared at the girl.

“Want some chocolates?” she mimicked her with a chuckle and took a bite.

After the bite, she saw herself in the kitchen she was in before the girl knocked. The dishes she was watching was scattered on the floor and boxes of chocolate scattered all over the kitchen. She looked around her and noticed something on her hand. She lifted her hand and saw the pack of chocolate she took a bite from. She kept wondering what was really happening but she couldn’t say it out.

“What the fuck” was all she could say.

While she was still wondering what was really going on, she began to hear some loud clatters in the kitchen. The clattering became louder and Elsa’s ear began to bleed. She screamed painfully and closed her ears when she noticed that she was bleeding from both ears.

The clattering stopped at a moment and footsteps began to walk up and down the kitchen, both on the ceiling and on the walls.

It was as if Chucky was coming.

The footstep was walking faster and it seemed like thousands of people were running in one room. Elsa kept turning around following each footstep. She was very terrified.

Suddenly, she began to hear a voice asking her “Want some chocolates?” repeatedly.

As she was turning around, she saw the same chocolate girl sitting a wooden stool besides the door, staring steadily at her with her beautiful eyes.

“Hey! What are you doing here? What happened?” she asked, moving closer to her.

She jumped down from the stool and was moving closer to Elsa as she was also going closer to her. Her eyes turned red and blood was gushing out from her mouth slowly. Elsa, scared, stopped approaching her and instead, she was going backward step after step after she saw a sharp butcher knife in her hand.

“What are you doing? What…what is wrong with you?” she asked with tremble.

Her footstep was scarier than his mindset.

“Want some chocolates?” she asked with an ugly frown, getting closer to Elsa.

As Elsa was going backward, staring at the chocolate girl, a noise from the dish sink distracted her. Scared, she turned immediately and looked towards the sink but didn’t see anything.

Before she could turn her eyes back to the chocolate girl, she has already arrived to her feet and raised up the knife for a stab.

“Want some chocolates?”

Before Elsa could release a yell or scream, the knife has been buried in her chest, though it didn’t touch her breasts.

Elsa, breathing fast, looked at the knife buried in her chest and coughed out blood from her mouth. She raised her eyes and noticed that the boxes in the kitchen are all gone and the scattered dishes were arranged well before the sudden trauma. Everything was normal again.

She was also holding the chocolate she took a bite from.

“What’s that noise Elsa?” her mother said as she was arriving the kitchen.

She was scared of the sight she saw in the kitchen.

“El….oh my god” she screamed out loudly and rushed down to the floor.

Elsa was still lying on the floor of the kitchen with the knife standing on her chest and some amount of blood soaked on her blue singlet.

“Somebody help!!!” she screamed again.

“Wha…what happened sweetheart?” she cried and placed Elsa on her laps.

“Mom..A girl…a girl at the door” she breaths fast, pointing towards the door.

Her mother looked at the door immediately.

“What girl? No! somebody help me!!!” she screamed again, holding Elsa’s hand as she was busy breathing heavily.

Tears were dropping down her mother’s eyes.

“The choc..chocolate girl at the door” she stammered slowly, trying to hold on for a while.

“There’s nobody at the door sweetheart, you have been in this kitchen all this while”

“No I came out” she groaned and coughed.

“I didn’t see you come out, I was right in the dinning”

“No you were not…you” she stopped talking, shuddered, gave up the ghost and rested her head on her mother’s arm.

After some interrogation from the cops, it was announced that a teenage girl of eighteen named Elsa committed a suicide while washing dishes in the kitchen. It went viral in the whole city of Fosterland.

Some believed what the news reported and some didn’t.

Some said that she was possessed by a spirit in the kitchen and she killed herself with the influence of the spirit.

Some school mates gossiped that her boyfriend broke up with her, she remembered while washing the dishes and killed herself with the knife she was about to wash.

Others said that she was playing with a knife in the kitchen, maybe she was practicing some moves she saw in a movie. Scott Adkins maybe.

When her ex-boyfriend who is a psychopath and a nerd, heard about Elsa’s death, she had a sudden brain attack. Although, he is an addicted druggist.

“What killed her is coming for me” he kept saying.