Who is the girl from next door part 1

This is something that happened to be, something that I will never forget. Despite trying all these years, the memories will always be engrained in me. I was only 14 years old, when we moved from Chicago to Minisoda. Pandora, Henry and I were raised by our single father, who saw more work opportunities there. We were rented a small unit with neighbors on both side. The entire atmosphere was hectic now that I think about it. Although the neighborhood were so close to each other, we never heard much sounds.

The first few days, I started off at my new local high school. I had no friends at all, and most of my peers would taunt me for having a father who is the principal's assistant. I was fairly isolated, with only my older sister to hang out with. Unfortunately, she did not have any friends either. The two of us became best friends. That all changed when we got to meet our neighbor's daughter. Cantelurius was the name she introduced to us. She was a unusually pale, with green eyes and short dark hair. She was only a year older than me.

"So looking forward to our future," Canterlurius said finally, eyeing at my direction.

"Uh, sure thing," I said rather awkwardly, before getting nudged by my sister. "It is strange we've never seen you before........given how small our school is."

"Ah, you two might've just not noticed. I'm usually one of the invisible student,
" she said while giving me a sinister looking grin.

Canterlurius was in the same year level as Pandora. However, it was eerie that we never saw her at school before. Only the next day after we met her, did we see her at our school yard. She was also quite marginalized from the school, with no friends and obsession with digital art. I was skeptical from the beginning, after knowing that we did not encounter her beforehand. Canterlurius was unusually benevolent towards us, and even offered us to use her laptop during class. My sister spent more time with her than I did, given she was a year older. The benevolent girl always remained a skeptical seed in my mind. Although I quickly forgot about it.

"Pan.........how are you finding her?" I would ask, after every night of seeing my sister come home exhausted.

"She's an angel, so please stop making these assumptions about her," Pandora snapped at me. "I know.........this is uncomfortable for you to see me with a new friend, while you have none. But please, go find your own!!"

I spent most of my time with my 11 year old brother from that point onwards, given how callous Pandora had become towards us. Even our father did not know what she was going through. She would often wait for us to finish eating supper, before coming down to eat. She avoided by brother at all cost, and even stopped snarling at his mischievous demeanor. I knew my sister too well, and that she would never do that if she was in her right mind. I stopped seeing Canterlurious outside every school afternoon.

One particular evening, Pandora stated that she was going to Canterlurious's house. It was right after my father had to leave for his night shift, did she tell us where she was going. I was rather apprehended for my sister, knowing it was quite late. She insisted that she did not need any assistance, before storming out of our house. I went into my bedroom and started playing this video game. Until my brother came to annoy me some more.

"We should go after her........find out about this creepy pasta," Henry said, while looking at my screen.

"Oh, please just leave her alone Hen," I moaned. "She made it too clear that she doesn't want us around anymore........so why now?

"The other day, I saw the girl coming out of her house with a large bag of stench. I wonder what it could be...........when I approached her, she frown-smiled," Henry said, in a rather panicking tone.

I knew from that point that this girl had some serious psychological disturbance. I also realized that Pandora would be in grave danger, if left alone in a private property with her. I always knew I was a precognist, but never thought it was true. I told my brother to stay inside our house no matter what, as I left. I managed to enter Canterlurious's house using the backdoor. Her home was rather dishevelled, with moldy dishes and stained clothes everywhere. It looked like no one had dormanted there in years.

"Pandora............hello?" I called in a rather meticulous tone, knowing something could be off.

I heard a soft muffle from upstairs, as I went cautiously up. The door from one of the rooms opened, as I saw Pandora still putting on her shirt. She angrily gesticulated at me, before walking past me, not even saying a word. I was bemused and astounded at her calm reaction. Usually, she would be shouting all sort of things at me. Then came Canterlurious, who smiled sincerely as she saw me. However, as she walked past me, she whispered something in my ears. I can never forget what she said.

"You're so feeble-minded, no wonder your sister would be ashamed of you. She tastes good though," were the words she echoed into my ears.