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(Lisa's POV)

As the days went on, I noticed the boys were letting me have less and less time on my own. I had decided that I would try to see if they suspected anything, so when they were sleeping, I had gone into the room and looked through their belongings.


"Lisa," Mary hissed from the mirror. I motioned for her to be silent and that I'd meet her in my room after I was done with what i was doing. She nodded and left. That was when I found something interesting.

In a small book, there was a bunch of writing. Journal entries, by the looks of it. I read the last one.

Lisa seems like a different type of girl. She is always going up to her room and staying there for hours at a time. Occasionally I go to check on her and I hear her talking to herself. She keeps calling herself 'Mary'. It makes no sense to me. Why would she refer to herself as another person? Anyway, she is something else. I wonder if, maybe, she could be hiding something.

I frowned. 'This looks like David's handwriting,' I thought. I had seen him writing a letter to his father at one point. And Josiah almost never wrote anything. He just listened to music and communicated through the types of songs.

Shutting the book and placing it in its proper place, I rushed back to my room and sat on my bed. I didn't bother taking out my mirror. She was getting stronger. "Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary," I said. A lamp fell down before Mary appeared. She picked up the lamp and set it back where it was supposed to go.

"Why were you in their room, Lisa?" she asked.

"You need to get rid of them now, Mary. They're getting suspicious. And you have to make sure that they are gone for good."

"Lisa, won't that draw suspicion to you? Your parents die first, then your friends, and now the boys that you're living with? Won't people wonder about you?"

"Make it convincing, then! Make it seem like someone broke in and they just got in the way. If you must, knock me out, but you have to kill the boys."

Mary nodded. "I shall do my best, though I cannot tonight. My powers have been weakened from the sudden use. I'm going to rest tonight and tomorrow night, I'll kill them."

"Good."

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