The first knock was a faint one. The person behind the door was waiting for me to open up the door for him and after a while, I stood up and reached for the door.

As the door sprang open, I saw a group of men entering my house.

They didn't notice my presence. I am annoyed by how they abruptly entered my house without even noticing me.

They got inside my room. They're searching for something. There's nothing unusual in my room, to be exact—well, except for one thing.

After searching, they left the house and drove away from our street. I watched how their car was leaving and immediately shut my door.

Knock. Knock.

The second one was a fast and continuous series of knocks. The person behind must be in a hurry to get inside my house.

I opened the door and saw my mom. Just like the other guys that came earlier, she rushed into my room. She reached for my notebook—err, my diary.

She hugged it tight and I saa pain in her eyes. She's now old and she has no one to take care of her.

After she got my diary, she went outside my house and walked away.

I went to my room to see why everyone's been searching for something in here. There's exactly nothing unusual except for these things I guess.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

It was a loud knock. I went down and got myself in front of the door. I was hesitating to open up the door so I just held the doorknob.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

The person behind is really not giving up. I have a feeling I do not wnt to open this door for the person behind it.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

And so, I've decided to slowly open the door and a man showed up.

He wore a black suit and there's something sinister in his aura. I can't seem to see his face because of his hood.

He looked up and met my eyes. I saw his eyes. It was gray like ash and it was burning.

For the first time, someone noticed me.

"Adeline Marquez. Born in June 6, 1996. 24 years of age. Died on June 5th, 2020. Cause of death: Suicide. Your time is up."

I smiled when I realized what really happened. Today was June 6th. It is my birthday supposedly today.

I walked with the man in black and he was holding something in his right hand. It was what I used in my room when it happened.

That's why the policeman and my mom was so interested in my room. It's all because of this thing.

A rope.

~°~

The last knock was from the grim reaper btw. The only one who can see her because she's already dead.

Based pala ito sa knock knock na story ni shinichilaaaabs hahaha