You Can't Turn Back Now

It's 3:43 in the morning.
My little sister wakes me up. I open my eyes and rub them. I can see her pale face.
"What do you want?"
"Can you go with me to the kitchen?"
"Of course."
We walk to the kitchen. I bump into things as I'm walking through the pitch black hallway. I begin to whisper to my sister, making sure I don't wake anyone up in the house.
"Hurry up, turn on the light." She never does. She won't turn on the lights from the kitchen, so I'm just stood still like a tree engulfed in darkness as I wait for the next noise. I hear a youthful laugh from my sister; I'm still waiting for her to turn on the lights. I can't see anything, not a single thing in the darkness, which is more like a void.
I'm thinking about my day as I try to distract myself from this situation. I begin to think of what happened throughout it.
I brushed my teeth.
Talked to my friend.
Took a bath.
My mom went to buy groceries.
My sister went to sleepover at her friend's house.
Wait. That's right; my sister went to her friend's house... my heart stops almost immediately after I realize this. I begin to hear more giggles coming closer to me. I don't dare move; I just stand there, paralyzed. The atmosphere shifts. Through the darkness, I see a pale, grotesque face staring right at me, upset, like its plan had failed. It said to me in a little youthful girl's voice:
"You just had to remember."
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