Twelve.

Chapter 1.

Uh.. So I'm new to Wattpad.

I've always enjoyed writing, even if I'm not that good at it.

I wrote a mystery story for my Gifted Student's class and I really wanted to write more.

So just bear with me, here.

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"Twelve," the voice repeated. "Twelve".

I tried to speak, but I couldn't. The feeling was like nothing I have felt before. I hopelessly tried to turn my body to see what was happening around me, to possibly see where that horrid voice was coming from.

My whole body was frozen, almost as if I was sitting in a tub of ice, the cold tingling every limb that I had. The only thing that didn't seem frozen was my head.

My head.

Inch by inch, I slowly turned my head away from the wall, as far as it could go. So far that I felt a sharp stab of pain in my temple.

"Twelve will come," announced the menacing, dark voice. It seemed as if the voice was actually inside my head. The thought of it sent chills down my spine.

Suddenly, the chills got worse. I could feel a pair of eyes staring at the side of my head, almost burning into it. I didn't want to look, in fear of what I would see, but something inside me was urging.

I turned my head, faster than before, and focused on the dark corner of the pale room.

Finally, I could focus enough to make out a figure, with its knees up to its chest, quietly sobbing.

"He warned you, but you didn't listen," whispered the figure, with a familiar voice, "Why did you have to be so selfish? I thought you loved me."

Tanner

I realized my little sister was the figure in the corner. I tried my hardest to reach out to her, to speak, but I couldn't function. I was a lifeless rag doll.

"It's twelve," Tanner and the voice warned simultaneously, "it's twelve. Violet, it's twelve"

The voices got louder and louder. Soon, they merged into a single voice.

"Violet, it's twelve! Wake up!"

My vision started fading to black.

I woke with a start.