Real or not Real? ~Creepypasta~

                                 Real or Not Real?

Imagine this..

You're laying down in your bed one night and all is calm. In fact,it's the most peaceful night you've had in a long time. You close your eyes,when you hear a thump.

Now,ghosts and monsters are childish,right..?

There's no possible way that it could be..

But then your head stats spinning with thoughts. Could it be a burgular? Could it be a family member that could have fallen and injuried themselves? Or,if you believe in that kind of thing...could is be a monster?

You try to shake the feeling off and go back to sleep. But fear has seemed to be slowly eating away at you. Minutes turn into hours,and you are so tensed up that even a stiff matress would be more comfortable.

You get the courage to check out the noise. And when you get up,you hear it again. Yet this time it's softer. Almost like a ball hitting the floor.
Fear has turned into suspision,as you expect it's one of your younger siblings that decided it would be oh so fun to play in the dark.

You sigh and get up. You quietly walk into the hallway and look around. Nothing is there but as you turn to go back in your room, you see something out of the corner of your eye. A ball is bouncing at the end of the hallway. Your eyes widen because nobody is there,so the ball is bouncing on its own.

Then faintly,you see a image. A girl is standing there,bouncing the ball.

"Hello,who are you?" you ask.

"Real or not real?"she asks.

"Eh..?"you sak,staring at her.

"Real or not real..?"she asks again,looking at you.

"..I-I don't understand.."you answer.

Then she starts getting closer to you,her volume rising until it feels like your head is gonna explode from the screams of 'Real or not real?'.You grip your head and shout,but you can't hear your own voice.

But then,you don't know when or how,but all of a sudden it stops.You look around but the little girl with the ball is gone.

Fear then takes it's toll and start tearing you to shreds.You instantly run to your room and lock the door and make sure the windows are shut tight.Then after a few minutes you lie down.

Time ticks by,and it seems like the tick and tock is right by your ears.Maybe that was the fear inside you. But,eventually you pass out from exhaustion.Later you wake up to screaming.Out of instinct you get up and run to your parent's room,ignoring the bed head and dark circles under your eyes.Besides,you heard screaming,why would you be worried about things like hair and eyes at the moment?

When you get to your parents room a horrible sight was before you.Your parents were laying in there bed,they were torn apart and blood was splattered on the walls.They had hooks in their mouths,forcing them to smile.One of your siblings,an older one to be exact,was standing by the door,hand covered over their mouth.

"W-What...?"you said,looking at the scene before you.

Then you heard a soft giggle from behind you.Slowly,you turn around and see the little girl standing there,a small smirk on her face.She was holding the ball close to her,as if to protect it.

"Y-You.."you barely managed to stutter out.

She smiled more friendly when you noticed her,but on the corners of her mouth was small patches of blood.

"Real or not real?"she asked.

You blinked in confusion.But an answer came out before you had time to think about it.

"Not real.."You said.

The girl frowned,as if to be defeated and slowly her mouth bleed yet she didn't notice.You couldn't undestand at the time why this happened.But years passed by,and slowly,the rest of your family members died out.But what was weird was that they died the same way that your parents did.They never found the murderer.

And the more deaths happened,the more nightmares came.You would see the little girl,smiling and giggling,the patches of blood still on the corners of her mouth.But then she frowned at you and the blood seemed to come out faster.

Unable to deal with it,you started looking up anything you could find about murders of little girls,trying to pinpoint the mysterious ghost girl that you've seen.
After what seemed like forever,you came across a small article on a website of a small town in basically the middle of nowhere.The article was about a murder of a girl,and it had a picture.It was the girl you had seen.Panic rose in you as you looked deeper into the article and found a picture of when they found her dead.

You almost screamed at the image.You could barely tell that it was the girl you had seen earlier.She was torn apart,looking like how your parents and siblings had died.She had hooks in her mouth and tied behind her head,forcing her to smile.Because when she frowned,the hooks would cut into her mouth and bleed.The title of the picture was called "The Smile child" because of her smile when they found her dead.But one thing stood out to you from out of everything...

On her right arm..

Carved into it....

Was the words..

'Real or not real?'