Chapter 2

I was standing in the mirror. Just staring at myself. As the sun from my sun roof shined down on my carmel like skinn.

“Lunch is ready!” I hear my mom yell from down stairs. I have a 3 story house. 4 bed rooms the other 2 are guest rooms. 4 bathrooms, 2 Family rooms, A small game room. A pool, a jucuzzi &’ a small dance room I can practice in.

Anyways I’m walking down stairs from my room. You ever get the feeling someone is with you? I stop because from the corner of my eye I thought I saw someone. I look to my left. I see nothing. I continue walking downstairs.

I hear my mom yelling on the phone. She must be talking to dad. I ignore it and serve my self some mac&cheese.

I sit on the couch and look for something to watch. “Can you keep it down?” I told my mom. She gave me a dirty look and went in the backyard.

There was good nothing on so I just put sponge bob on. I got a phone call from my bestfriend Zoey. I ignored it because I don’t like talking when I’m trying to eat.

-BAM- I jump. I hear something fall from the room above me. Which is my moms room. Her room it 1 room down from mines.

I just ignored it. 5 minutes later I hear the sound of glass fall in her room. I see my mom still yelling on the phone so I put my plate down and check what dropped.

Even the it’s like 2:00 in the afternoon I’m scared as crap.

So I go to the kitchen and get a knife. You never know. I walk upstairs slowly.

I get to the 2nd part of the stairs and I just feel like someone is behind me. So I stop and I turn around super slow. But nothing. I shrug my shoulders.

I hurry up my paste up the stairs I go in my mom room and sure enough nothing. Nothings on the floor. No glass, no nothing.

I turn to leave to the room and I quickly glance at the mirror I jump and scream. I see a girl with long black hair in front of her face. She was wearing a dirty pink night dress.

It was weird. She was there. Then she wasnt. I had chills. I felt like someone was with me. Right next to me. I really hate this house. I’ve lived in it for about 3 months now.

It just gets weirder and weirder everyday. I walked back down stairs. I see my plate wasn’t on the table were I set it down. I walked outside to see where my mom was.

She likes to take my things as a joke. “Mom!” I yelled “Give me back my food!” I yelled again. No answer. I went back inside. “Ugh where is this woman now?” I asked myself.

I sat back down and just watched tv. I called Zoey. No answer. I went on instagram, I was scrolling down and I see a picture of the girl, I just saw in my moms mirror.

I rubbed my eyes and it was gone. My phone the started to ring. It was from an unknown caller. I picked up thinking it was probably Zoey. Why? I don’t know.

“Hello” I said confused. No answer “hello? Who is this?” There was no Answer. I was about to hang up but I heard a scream through the phone.

“HELLO?! WHO THE HELL IS THIS? THIS ISNT FUNNY” I yelled in frustration. *beep* they hung up. I then looked at my phone.. I threw it to the other couch.

“Come help me Syd” My mom said coming inside with groccerie bags. I looked at her confused. I only left her for 10 minutes. To go to her room.

“Well are you gunna help or not?” She asked me. I snapped back to reality. “y-yeah.. Sorry” I said and went to the car.