Chapter 6: The Possesion

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Sally Weston's POV:
I'm so glad a paranormal investigator is coming to our house. I remember the first time something happened. I was lying in bed when all of a sudden I felt a slight pull on my foot. I looked everywhere in my room nothing was there so I thought it could have been just my imagination or something like that. I went back to bed I started to get tired, but that's when it happened again. I flew off my bed and hit the floor hard. I got knocked out from hitting the floor so hard and I looked under my bed and I saw a pair of eyes. I screamed and my mom and dad came running into the room. I got to sleep with them that one night. That was the first month we moved in. After that the paranormal activity got more regular. I saw figures, things get moved around, all sorts of scary things. Then she came, it was like a large beam of light came into the house when Sarah came. I stopped seeing the spirits when she stepped through that door. A day or two later she went missing during the day and she later came back during the night. I went into the woods and looked for her and I came to the tree. I saw a girl on one of the branches of the trees. I hid behind another tree scared that she might find me. When I looked if she was still there it was her but she was not distorted she was a young girl in the woods. She sat on the ground candles surrounding her in a circle. In front of her was a dead animal and a red star thing with a ring around it. She was saying weird words and stuff and there were freshly carved symbols into the tree. The only word that she said the I could understand was Satan. I got goosebumps all over my body. I walked away from the tree I didn't want to be apart of this. I walked as slowly and as quietly as possible. I was almost to path. I was about five steps away and then I could probably run for my life and make it to my family. Four steps, three steps, two steps, snap. I stepped on a twig I looked back and she wasn't there anymore so I decided I could run. So I turned around and there she was right in my face. She tackled me to the ground and she cut me with her long black nails and her eyes dripped blood into my mouth. I woke up back in front of the tree. I walked back to the house ignoring the screams of Sarah

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