The night I will never forget

What could it possibly be?

I feel a wet cloth cover my head. My eyes snap open. I see my brother sitting next to me with a look of relief spread on his face. I look around and see my bedroom completely normal?

Was it a dream

I sit up and rest my back against the bed rest.

"H..how l..long have I been out?" I mumble while rubbing my throat

"All night... What happened?" It  tried to kill me. That's all I remember

"It tried to kill me.." My brother lets out a sigh "what is it I know it's some chick that hates mum but what do I do? How do I get rid of it? What's with the mirror? Why did it try to kill me?" So many questions and not many answers

"Yes Annabelle hates mum..and I said to you yesterday you need to talk to her.. I don't know with the mirror but she changes her location mine was the fireplace...and I think she's warning you to say hurry up.. She's done that to me" I start fiddling with my fingers

"How do I get there?" He scratches the back of neck

"You need to go near the mirror with a picture of yourself and say your full name and she should....grab you.." I take a big gulp

"She should what?"

"That's what she's gonna do?"

"I'm scared.." He shuffles closer and wraps me in a hug

"You have to be brave and not show your scared.. Like a said yesterday I have to go I love you and good luck I'll message you in the morning" I nod in the crook of his neck and lean back on my bed head

"Love you too" he kisses my forehead and exits my room

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10:30pm

I'm gonna die I'm gonna die I'm gonna die, I start pacing around where the mirror is I'm gonna do this I'm gonna get them back I'm gonna die.

I grab a tight grip on the picture of myself which is this years school photo, I walk over to the mirror and take a deep breath.

"My name is Angela rose sky" I look around the room and see nothing absolutely nothing

"Angela rose sky" I say again while my hands start to shake. I was about to say it again but someone popped up in front of the mirror. She smiled and grabbed my hand and pulled me with her. I let out a weak scream and fell into the mirror I was expecting it to smash but I went straight through it.

My eyes flutter open I open my eyes and see myself face first on a hard floor. I groan and roll over

"That's gonna bruise" I stand up and rub my hips. I look around my surroundings and see....its my house? But it looks darker and creeper.

I start walking around as I was walking around it felt like someone was following me, I turned around and saw something moved. I started to walk towards it.

I am not scared I'm not scared

I kept saying over and over again in my head. As I got closer to the thing that moved something clasped onto my wrist. I spun around and saw....

"Dad?" He nods  he then pulled me into a hug "where's mum?" He starts stroking my hair

"She's with Annabelle.." I feel I tear escape my eyes

"Dad I'm scared" we start walking around the house

"I know honey" I nod

"Where do we go?" My dad points to the basement "your not coming" my dad spins me around me so I'm facing him

"You have to talk to her not me" what do you even talk to your auntie that you have never met before?

"Oh...oh okay"

"I'll be out here waiting for you, you have fifteen minutes to talk to her, and if she is pleased with the conversation she will give your mum back but if she isn't she will keep her here"

"What do I even talk about? What did my brother talk to her about?" He chuckles

"He talked to her about football and his interested"

"Can you ask questions" he nods then pushes me lightly forward

"I'm going"

I open the door and take a deep breath. What did our family do to deserve this, what if I talk about  the wrong thing, I'm not good at talking to people under pressure.

I walk lightly down the steps, I see a small light on at the bottom of the steps. I reach the bottom of the steps and feel my hands start getting sweaty.

"Hello?" I say nervously, I see shuffling around the corner "hello?" I say again, their head pops up but it's not my aunt it's my Mum!

I run over to her but before I can get closer she holds out the stop sign, not really a sign just telling me to stop from coming any further. Before I could ask her why I felt a tap on my shoulder. I take a deep breath and slowly turn around.

I see a lady about mid twenties, she has a white dress on and her hair is whitish greyish colour and her eyes are black. I look at her feet and see she's not wearing any shoes and her skin is completely white. She makes a hand gesture for me to follow. I slowly follow her to a seat. She sits down and taps on the spot next to her. I hesitate before I sit down next to her.

"Hello Angela" she says sweetly

I don't care how nice she sounds I don't trust her.

"Hi"

"How old are you?" Can she stop smiling

"F..fifteen... How old are you?" She taps her nails on the side of seat

"Twenty two" I sigh she was young

"How have you Been?" I'm not good at theses things I don't know what to talk about!

"Dead..you?" I bite back my laughter. You get it she's dead and I asked how you been and she said dead.

"Good" I'm not going to say alive I wanted to but I didn't "d..did you want kids?" She lets out a little sigh

"Yeah.. Do you want kids?" I shrug

"I'm haven't really thought about it" she nods

Fifteen minutes passed by quickly she finally gave back mum and now we are leaving. As I was going out the front door someone grabbed my hand and pulled me back. I let out a loud scream my mum and dad called out my name and tired to grabbed me but it was too late I was taken away from my family.........

(Angela's mums pov)

It's been seven years since Iv seen Angela, I miss her so much I still hear her running around the house and talking to her friends, but I never see her. Everyone thinks I have gone crazy and my husband has been working extra long at the lab trying to find a way to get Angela back. Her brother has been staying here every night and staring and at the mirror. But I don't know if I will ever see her again....I hear my husband run through the door and run to me and place his hands on my shoulder.

"What is it?" He gets his breath back and says the words that make me cry in joy

"I know how we can get her back!"

To be continued.....