A terrifying take on a classic AR trope for Halloween. Melinda always wanted a younger sister, but she always had an older brother. Perhaps a spell she found on the internet could fix that. But unlike what some stories will have you believe, magic comes with a price!
Chapter Description: Melinda always wanted a little sister. One day she finally had the chance to have one. Warning : This is a scary story.
Melinda went back home from college and went directly to her room. She started doing her homework as her brother arrived. His name was Michael and he was 20 years old. She didn’t quite hate him but they were never close. He went to his room as well to do his own homework. Once they both finished, they helped their parents make diner and ate their meal. Melinda tried telling her family about the new outfit she bought recently but only her nom seemed to listen. For her dad it was expected but she was bothered that her brother didn’t care. It would seem that this kind of thing only interests girls. But he could at least be nice about it. Yet this was nothing new. There has always been this distance between the two of them since they were children but now it was more apparent. And now he would move out of the house soon. After doing the dishes, Melinda went to her room and examined her new outfit before browsing social media. There she saw a few funny memes and eventually fell on a short video of young children playing in a pile of fallen leaves. She found it adorable and wished she could have fun like that again. Or at least have a younger sibling she could entertain like that. She continued browsing the web until she found a shady link posted by user claiming it would make your wishes come true. She dismissed it and kept scrolling but then saw another message from the same user saying : “Don’t miss your chance Melinda.” How did he or she know her name? Was it a prank from a friend? Now her curiosity was peaked, she was worried about a potential virus but knew that her computer had an anti virus system so she took the chance and clicked the link. It lead to a strange site which described a ritual. It says : “Write your name on a piece of paper, stain the paper with your blood (a single drop will do), then close the lights and knock on a wooden object 5 times. After that, sit down and close your eyes. They will come to grant your wish. You will know when they arrive but don’t open your eyes or you will be severely traumatised. Just speak you wish out loud and wait until they leave. Please note that this ritual must be completed between midnight and 3 am for it to work.” Melinda looked at the time and realised it was now 15 minutes past midnight. She must have lost track of time and she should go to bed now. But she was curious about the ritual. She wanted to try it and the site said she had to do it between midnight and 3 am. And besides, her courses didn’t start until 10 tomorrow so it wasn’t that bad if she got up later. So she sneaked downstairs with her flashlight, careful not to wake anyone and got a needle from the bathroom. She already had paper and pencils in her room for her homework so she had everything she needed. She went back to her room and wrote her name on paper. Then she prickedd her index with the needle and spread her blood on the paper. She hated getting pricked like that but wanted to try this ritual badly enough to go through with it. She then wiped her finger with a tissue, rinsed the needle it the bathroom sink and put it back in it’s place. She then went back to her room, knocked on her wooden door 5 times and closed the lights and her own eyes while waiting in silence sitting on her bed. She stood there for a few minutes and nothing seemed to happen. She started to feel ridiculous for doing this. But then, she started feeling a strange presence.She wans’t sure if it was just her imagination though and it dawned on her at this moment that she wasn’t sure what to wish for. She started thinking about it when she heard a voice say: “What do you desire.” Then another voice coming from somewhere else said : “Yes we are here to fulfill your desires.” This shook Melinda and she wasn’t sure how to react but it was really scarring her. She tried to think of a wish and suddenly rembered how she felt distant from her older brother and how cute the children from the video were. So she said : “I wish that I had a younger brother.” She heard a voice say : “Excellent, now rest your weary eyes and your wish will be granted upon your awakening.” She heard low and strange pitter patter noises and soon the otherworldly presence faded. Still, Melinda waited a good five minutes before reopening her eyes just to be safe. When she did, nothing had changed. Nothing except the piece of paper she used which was now gone. She started to calm down and went to bed. She didn’t want to be too tired for tomorrow.
The next morning, she was woken at 7:30 by an high pitch voice. “Melinda, Melinda, wake up.” It annoyed her because she wanted to sleep another hour after staying up so late. Then it dawned on her that she didn’t know the voice and her eyes shot open to see a little boy in her room. And not just any little boy, he looked just like her brother when he was younger! He looked about 9 or 10. In a confused voice she asked : “What is your name?” He answered: “I am Michael dummy. Don’t you recognise me big sis.” She tried not to look too shocked as she let the realisation set in. Her wish was granted but not in the way she imagined. She wanted another little brother, not to transform her already existing brother into a child. But it’s not like he was bothered by it so it had to be okay right? She went on with her day, albeit a bit groggy from the lack of sleep during her classes but she managed to finish them. When she got home, she played with her little brother outside and was happy to finally have a good relationship with him. She enjoyed how he seemed to admire her and wanted to copy everything she did. She went to bed early thinking about her cute new little brother. She had a similar day the next day except she wasn’t tired and decided tom make a pile of leaves so little Michael can have fun jumping in them. However, when she talked about her outfits with him, he shrugged it off saying it’s a lame girl thing. This annoyed her but she didn’t hate him for that. It was understandable for little boys to hate girly things in an immature way. He was only 10 after all. Still she wished that he was a girl so she could give him her hand me downs and have fun playing dress up. Then she thought about the ritual again. No she couldn’t do that. She already changed his life enough, it wasn’t right. But as she went another day, she felt more and more tempted to do it. It was the weekend tomorrow so she could stay up late. And it’s not like it would bother Michael since he won’t remember being a boy. After giving it some thought, she decided to perform the ritual once more. Once “they” came, she wished for her little brother to become her little sister and soon after, “they” were gone. Much to her relief. She was always creep out them. But this time, she opened her eyes only a minute after she felt their presence dissipate.
The next morning, Melinda was awoken by a little girl. Out of habit she said : “Okay Michael I am coming down.” The girl looked confused : “Michael? My name is Melanie remember?” Melinda Said : “Of course Melanie I am sorry. Tell mom I am coming.” Melanie happily skipped downstairs. The two sisters played around all morning and had lots of fun. But Melinda was more irritable than usual. She chalked it down to her staying up last night but she kne deep down that there was something else to it. She got to play dress up with her little sister who just loved her pretty clothes and even said that some of the dresses made her feel like a princess. In the after noon, they went outside and Melanie was less excited to jump in a pile of leaves. Now she preferred collecting leaves. She picked a few pretty and colorful ones and brought them inside to preserve them. Melinda did her homework and help put her sister to bed before taking a shower and going to sleep. As the week went by, Melinda enjoyed being with her little sister but she felt more paranoid and a bit more quick to anger. When her friend mention this at school she dismissed it but she could fell something was wrong. At the end of the week, she began thinking that Melanie would look so much cuter as a five year old. But no, she couldn’t perform that creepy ritual again just for that. It was enough already. Another week went by and Melinda just couldn’t the idea out of her mind. It was like she was becoming addicted to the ritual or something. She felt compelled to try it again. She began to wonder if the ritual could influence her mind like that. The answer quickly came when she though about how fast Melanie had accepted being a little girl. Yet once the weekend came again, she decided to try it once more. It’s harmless she told herself. Melanie was clearly happy about it. How bad could one more change be? And she would be so much cuter! Melinda performed the ritual again and this time “they” were even closer. But she didn’t feel scared by this. She was getting used to their presence. She wished for her sister to be five years old and waited for them to go away as usual.
She enjoyed playing with her adorable little sister so much now. It was so much fun playing dress up with her and having imaginary tea parties. And her slight lisp was so cute to hear. Melinda got quite carried away with this. She was obsessed with her sister now. Even to the point of neglecting her homework to play with her. She was quite impatient when Melanie took her afternoon naps and even sometimes woke her up a bit early to see her more. At school, Melinda was so ill tempered that her friend thought she was in her periods when she wasn’t. But after a week of this, she found a solution. She would wish to be a child only two years older than Melanie so she could grow up as the big sister. That should make her feel better since she will have less responsibilities, right? So she performed the ritual again that night but it didn’t go as planned. “They” wouldn’t leave. They granted her wish and she felt that her feet no longer touched the floor when she sat on her bed and her chest was now flat but they wouldn’t leave. Then a voice said : “We can’t leave without you now Melinda.” Another voice said : “You belong with us now dear.” Another voice said: “You have a great debt to pay. Come with us.” She then heard dozens of voices chanting : “Come with us. Come with us.” In a panic, Melinda opened her eyes and saw multiple deformed shadowy figures covered with eyes and with far too many limbs. There were some on the floor, walls and ceiling. She tried to bolt for the door but she saw that it disappeared. She was trapped here! She sticked her back against a wall and began crying her childish emotions making her feel even more vulnerable. Then she felt three cold arms pull her inside the wall and she was surrounded by nothing but darkness.
Melanie woke up feeling bored. She was an only child so the house felt empty. She could try to make friends in kindergarten but it wasn’t the same. She wished she had a big sister. But it’s a good thing she never found the way to have her wish granted. Sometimes, the price to pay to fulfill your desires is just too much for it to be worth it.
TheFurEffect · Nov 1, 2022It's nice to see some slightly darker stories like this where there's some supernatural hoo-ha happening. I liked how the ritual just made her go through a bit of personality changes and finally end up with her just being taken away by these spirits. Definitely was a pretty good short read.