I opened my eyes, and pulled the covers off of me. only to find a grey room, I was in the grey house. I looked around, this wasn't Tommy's room, it was his sisters room. i knew I was dreaming, I specifically knew I went home last night. I crawled back in the bed and fell asleep.
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I woke up a few hours later, I opened my eyes to a grey wall. I'm. still. here. why the hell was I still here. I threw the blankets and sheets on the ground and ran out of the room. when I was running I noticed my clothes were grey. what the hell? I lifted my hand in front of my face, and I couldn't believe it. my hand was grey. I ran to the bathroom where there was a mirror, I was grey, just like Tommy, just like this house. I gulped, and started to run to the doors put my hand on the door knob and tried to turn it. but it wouldn't turn, I couldn't even feel the knob. why won't this open? I thought. never the less why can't I feel the knob? I yelled for Tommy but either he wasn't here or he was hiding. I than sat down and started to cry. I want to go home. I want to go to that stupid hell hole school. I want my mom. the thought that maybe I died came through my head, I tried to shake my head into thinking about something different. I'm 12, I can't die? I'm too young to die. or was I?
the door knob twisted and the door started to open. there was a little grey girl, tommy's sister.
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"hello Mandy"
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Girl + Camera
Horrora young girl loves photography. learn what secrets are in the world by reading this book!