The family finally started to wake up around 11. Isabelle woke up first, then Mark, then Destiny. After Isabelle woke up she went down stairs and into the kitchen, she was going to see if anyone had made breakfast.
"Hey, you're awake," Mark stated.
"Yeah. I just woke up. I was coming down to see if anyone had started making breakfast," Isabelle answered.
"No, your mother went out to the store to get some waffles, egg, and sausage. She should be back shortly and we can start cooking then, " he continued "While you're waiting you should go check out the rest of the house. I think it would be fun."
"I guess it could be, " She mumbled as she started to walk back upstairs to check out the house.
While passing by the rooms she already knew about she found herself at the back room. She had never explored in here before. She sat and pondered if she should go in or not. After a bit of thinking she decided she would, she started to lift her hand and place it on the door knob. Slowly opening the door, she jumped back in fear after seeing so thing dart across the room. It was small. A mouse perhaps? She wanted to get a better look at what it was so she slowly started to enter the room. It darted across the floor again but this time she got a better look. It was a mouse. A grey tiny little mouse. A bit gross but nothing unusual.
She looked around the room before walking out. There where bugs and mice everywhere. She quickly scurried out and down the stairs. Her mother had gotten back. They where starting to cook breakfast. She walked over to the dinner table and sat down.
"Did you find anything interesting up there?" Asked Mark.
"No, nothing special. Just some mice and bugs," replied Isabelle.
After finishing cooking, Destiny brought the plates and food over to the table. Mark, Destiny, and Isabelle all sat down and began to eat. It didn't take long for them to finish. After they finished they cleaned the table and Isabelle's parents where out the door. They where going to search for a job.
Something about the back room had peaked Isabelle's interest. She wanted to go back. It was such a strong urge, almost as if someone or something was pulling her there. She went back up the stairs and back to the back room, opened the door and stepped in. The feeling the room gave off was so odd. She wasn't sure why. She decided she was going to clean it. "Maybe that will help with the infestations, " she thought.
It took quite a while to get half the room done. It took close to 3 hours. Now it was time for the other half. She started grabbing blankets off the floor and placing them into a trash can. After lifting one blanket in the corner she was startled. She couldn't move, speak, or even scream. There was a girl. Hunched over in the corner. She was so pale? It almost didn't look real. The girl turned around and gasped. She got up and ran, screaming. Isabelle wasn't sure what to do. The girl was so pale and almost transparent? Had she saw a ghost? That wasn't possible... Was it?
