Genevieve Warren has always been fascinated with the paranormal activities that tend to occur around the world. So with this, it was obvious that she'd help her parents with the unseen issues that the two would conquer.
No one thought that she'd al...
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"Judy, what are you up to?" Lorraine questioned causing Genevieve to turn her attention to the two as she stood next to the doorframe with a grin. She had seen the gift beforehand since Judy ran to her older sisters' room as soon as the three arrived home to show her what she had. See, Judy looked up to Genevieve a lot and even their parents knew that.
Judy moved her pillow to the side before picking up what she had wanted to give to her mother, "I got you a present."
Laughing as she had her arms crossed, standing beside the doorway, Genevieve couldn't fight the grin from disappearing as she watched her sister hand the necklace to their mother who gasped at the sight of it. It was no surprise to know that Judy had an immense amount of love for her family, she had her moments where she had been afraid to sleep in her own bed before and would run off to Genevieve's room to sleep beside her whenever she felt a discomfort in her own room.
"Me and Nanna got these at the church's yard sale." Judy explained before pointing at her older sister, "I gave Genevieve hers earlier." Their mother paused and turned to her eldest daughter and watched as Genevieve pulled the necklace up to show it off a bit more with her holding a proud grin at being mentioned for having one as well.
Lorraine smiled in a soft manner as she held the necklace up to get a closer look, "Honey..."
"One for me, one for Gen and one for you." Judy continued to explain just as she watched Lorraine seem to melt at the sight of her two children in her necklace. "She put one of you and daddy with Gen as a baby in mine. But, in hers Genevieve has one of all of us." She stopped for a moment to let their mother lean her head over her own before she proceeded to add, "Nanna said this way we'll always be together. You'll be with me, and I'll be with you." It was silent for a moment before the youngest daughter seemed to tear up a bit, "I miss you, daddy, and Gen."
The three stayed up for a little while longer to conversate before Lorraine put her youngest child to sleep. Genevieve decided to head to her room after saying goodnight to the two, but it didn't seem like it would last long for her to be in there.
Genevieve couldn't sleep, something was bothering her, and she didn't want to admit what it could be so instead of acknowledging it, she decided to go downstairs and see what her parents were up to.
"Hey, hon." Ed said as he stood up to walk towards Lorraine but paused when he saw his daughter walking towards him with an unreadable expression, "Gen? What's wrong?"
Lorraine turned around quick at the mention of her daughter being in distress and rose from her seat placing both hands on either side of Genevieve's cheek urging her with an expression that told her to tell them what had been bothering her.
"I'm alright, just a bit uneasy. I think Annabelle's trying to get to me again." Genevieve explained before placing a hand over her forehead, feeling the nausea starting to rise up. She closed her eyes for a moment and let a prayer fall through her mind before the feeling diminished allowing for her to feel better than how she felt in the initial moment.
Her mother could only sigh before turning to Ed with a look of determination, "We've got to get the priest to come in again. If it is her, I'm not taking any type of risks Ed."
"I know darlin', I know. I'll call him up in a bit." He then turned to his daughter and placed a hand over her shoulder, "Are you sure that you're alright?" Once Genevieve nodded and motioned for him to continue his earlier statement that she had accidentally interrupted, he decided to do so, "Well alright, look you two are not going to believe this." Ed then placed the device that held the recording on the table before turning towards the other two, "Carolyn's voice didn't record."
Lorraine obviously confused, asked, "What. What do you mean?"
"Listen..." Ed instructed as he pushed play before the audio started to go off. "My name is Ed Warren. It's November 1st, 1971. I'm sitting here with Carolyn Perron, who, with her family, has been experiencing supernatural occurrences. Okay, go ahead." A large space full of silence was filled before the three heard the recording continued, "From the first occurrence."
Genevieve couldn't help but furrow her brows and she turned to her father who held the same expression. "Nothin'. The whole time." Ed said as he stopped the recording from continuing knowing that three wouldn't heard much else. "I don't know though. You find anything?" He then questioned towards his wife who was looking through files while Genevieve had her head plopped over her mother's shoulder.
"Lots..." Lorraine admitted as she flipped through a few papers. She took a moment to press a kiss on Genevieve's forehead before looking back towards Ed, "I mean, it's no wonder they're going through what they are." She picked up a folder before handing it to him, "That's the original farmhouse. It was built in 1863 by a man named Jedson Sherman, who was married to a woman named Bathsheba."
Bathsheba. Bathsheba. Bathsheba.
A name that seemed to be the only thing ringing through Genevieve's mind. She couldn't quite place a finger on it but for some reason just the thought of her name gave her an uncomfortable that she hadn't come across aside from the first time she had met Annabelle, which was also very discomforting.
Before she could think about it further, a strange and extreme sense of pain feeling hit her on the back of the head causing her to groan catching the attention of her parents once more.
