Hello, my name is Olivia Stone. I am 17 years old and I live with my mom Mary Stone. My dad passed away when I was 6 in a car accident. We live or should I say lived in Texas, my mom got a job in New York and now we are moving there.
Actually I was a quite happy about it, I never got along with my peers at school and there were no teenagers who lived in my neighborhood to spend my time with. I was also happy for my mom because when my dad died she was very disturbed, she didn't meet any of her friends or relatives, she didn't go to work for a month, and she always used to stay in her room weeping or sleeping, so I felt that this might be a chance for me and my mom to turn to a new leaf.
At first I was tensed, I thought I would face the same problems at New York as I did in Texas, but when we pulled the car into our new neighborhood I saw many girls of my age, I thought maybe I could get along with them, I would go and meet them but I had to help my mom carry the luggage and boxes filled with stuff.
When I first stepped into my new 2 storied house I saw an old mat on the floor in front of the main door which said WELCOME with an E missing at the end. I thought the rats might have chewed it. As I continued to explore my new creepy house I found many blood stains on the walls and on the floor. Most of the wallpapers were scratched and were peeling off the walls. The house smelled really bad as if someone died in here, I continued walking hoping that someone didn't really die in here. Then I felt that how odd it is that my house is the only house that was really looking bad and creepy compared to my neighborhood.
Then I went upstairs. I found 2 rooms. Of course 1 was my bedroom and the other would be my yoga room. Then my mom kept her stuff in the other room saying don't even think about it. I went into my room planning the designs for my new room, when I saw the room, my mind was blank. I could use the same word to describe my room. Yeah, blank. No wallpapers, no windows, no furniture. Just 4 wooden walls with a little space for the door. The same with my mom's room, but it had a window. My mom comes to me and lies on my shoulder and says, we have a lot of work. Then we get some brooms and mops and start cleaning the house.
Then I realized something, which high school will I go to? I go ask my mom and she says it's a big school which is near her office and its called Bridgement high school. I was supposed to join last week which was the opening of the school in its new year, but because we moved to New York today I was one week late and now I have to catch up the school work for the one week I missed. I already had so many household chores and this was another burden on me. My first day in New York and I'm already so busy.
Then I help my mom move her bed into her room and then mine, of course we couldn't do it alone, so we tried to ask help from our neighbors. I just passed over 5 houses and no one were willing to help us, then I came by a house which was with full of noises and tantrums of babies. I knocked on the door. Apparently the sound of the knocking wasn't as loud as the babies so I decided to kick the door to produce a louder noise, when I kick the door it breaks and falls down.
Everyone paused as if we were playing a game, the noise stopped for a while but continued later. I apologized and saw that the noises were of 5 baby twins hungry for food while the mom struggles to make the food in her professional attire while trying to keep it pristine and clean. It looked like she was getting late for work. She said it's okay and rushes back in making the food, I offer her my help and I help her in making the food for the babies.
Once it was done she thanked me and asked me to leave because she had to go for work, but I asked about the babies and she told that a babysitter will be on her way, she gets in her SUV and speeds off. Oh no, I forgot about mom! When I go to her I see that both of our beds were in our rooms, she says she got some help.
Mom tells me to be prepared to go to school tomorrow, and tells me to take some rest because I was too tired and also it was 10 pm. As I go to sleep I think about how my new school will look like and think about my new friends that I'm going to make, suddenly I hear something fall.
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HorrorThis story is about a 17 year old girl called Olivia Stone who turns into a ghost and explains us how ghosts take their revenge and how ghosts scare people. Eventually Olivia just explains us how ghosts live in this story. This story is a horror-com...