Silence.

II

"Hey Harry, sorry I didn't come last weekend work had me in late, again" I would go to the cemetery and see Harry every weekend if I had time.

"I hope that you are well" it was hard to come here all the time, the memories would come back while I sat down next to him.

"I brought you some flowers but I don't think there is enough room for mine, you have had a lot of visitors."

People always say he/she didn't deserve to die and Harry definitely didn't he was an amazing person.

"I..I m.miss you lots Harry, it's not the same without you" I sigh

"Snap" I whip my head around to where the sound came from and I see a black hoodie.

"Hello?" I walk over to the trees that this person is hiding behind.

"It's okay I won't hurt you, it's safe to come out" why won't they just come out?

All of a sudden they sprint off. So I chase after them, they are fast, very fast.

I did a lot of running as a child but by the looks of things so did this person.

I can see them slightly starting to tire and so am I but I keep chasing. There is something about this person I don't know what, but I want to know and I will find out.

I come to a sudden halt when I see a tree house up in the trees, very high up might I add.

I don't know if I should go up there or not, it could be dangerous.

I clasp onto the ladder handles and step up on it. I get to about half way and it gets harder for me to breath.

Awesome I am having a panic attack, I used to get them all the time and Harry was the only person who could calm me down.

I stop climbing and take a big breath in.

"Come on Mara you can do this"
I keep climbing with every step it get harder form me to breath. I sigh in relief when I reach the top.
I am about to burst through the door but it's locked.

"Shit" I look around for a key, under the door mat but I find nothing. I turn around to head back down and I see a pot plant. I peer inside and I see the key.

I unlock the door and walk in instantly collapsing onto the ground, I hadn't even looked up to see the room yet.

I get my breathing almost back to normal. I open my eyes and stand up. I almost scream at the sight around me.

There are pictures lots of pictures and all of them are of me, me when I am working, me in my apartment, me walking around the streets, some of me at school last year. Hundreds and hundreds of pictures all of me. Do I have a stalker?

I turn around to meet with another door, I brush my hand over it lightly and then I fully grasp it. I push it open with my eyes closed afraid at what I will find.

I open my eyes and they widen. I fall to the ground in sobs. Pictures, more pictures, of Harry. What is this. I look at them and they are all of before he died. I know because his hair is the same his face is the same Everything is the same.

"SLAM"
I whip my head around to the door to see who was here. I scream in terror when I see more pictures of a boy with shoulder length hair, it has a slight curl to the bottom. This boy has beautiful green eyes just like Harry, and a beautiful, tall, slim body.

It looks just like Harry but it can't be, this boy has tattoos, lots of them to. All up and down his arms.

Harry never had tattoos he hated them, he said they reminded his of his horrible childhood.

He used to be a bully he wouldn't physically hurt them but mentally he would, I don't know how tattoos reminded him of his child hood but I am guessing that is what it was.

I need leave its not safe here, I have the devil and the angel sitting on my shoulder, the angel telling me to leave and take the safe path, the devil telling me to stay and find out more about this boy.

I chose the devil I need to know more who is this Harry look alike? I look around and I see a staircase that leads to an upstairs floor of course my curious mind takes me to he stairs.

I slowly climb the stairs and find here is a door I go to open it but it is locked. I turn to leave when I knock over a plant

"Shit" I mumble to myself

I pick it up and notice something stuck to the bottom of the plant, I look under it and I see the key. I stand up and walk over to the door. The key slides in perfectly, I push open the door and I feel like my time was wasted it's just a bunch of computers.

I look one last time before thinking why would the door be locked if it were only computers up here? So I take a further look. I walk up to the screen and the computers are like surveillance cameras, I can see deserted streets.

I turn around to leave but I see a flicker of movement in the corner of my eye. I turn back around and look and its that same boy in the pictures. Why do I have anything to do with this?

There is something strange about this boy and how he looks so similar to Harry, I decide to leave it doesn't feel safe anymore. Again I turn to see pictures and writing all over the wall it's like and investigation wall, the pictures on the wall are again of this strange boy whom I did not know the name of, I take a further look and see that there are pictures of me linked to him.

I look at it closer and I almost collapse at what I see written in capitals.

'HARRY'

This is not right, Harry is dead I remember seeing the state of his room with the amount of blood everywhere there is no way anyone could have survived. I need to leave.

I run down stairs and out through the doors I come to a stop when I see a piece of paper stuck to the door

How does it feel to know Harry is alive? Harry didn't seem like a liar did he, but the again you never new him as well as you thought.
-H

I grasp the door handle to leave, this is a sick joke. I get the door open a crack when I feel a cloth pushed over my mouth and that's the last thing I remember before I black out.

I should I have listened to the angel.