The Neighbor

Chapter One.

"Tabitha! Come out come out where ever you are!" Shouts Taylor. We are playing hide and seek inside his house. I always found it fascinating. It was very old and filled with antiques. if I ever slept here at night I would freak out. I am only 8, but this is creepy.

I hear a weird creak and a bang from the attic door and my teeth starts to chatter. I come out of my hiding spot and I am now visible. I walk right under the door and see if I hear it again. This time I hear a pleading moan. I try to hear more but then Taylor comes and shouts,

"FOUND YA! HAAHA!"

"gosh Taylor you scared me half to death!"

He sees me looking at the attic.

''Hey, what's wrong?" he ask nervously.

"um I heard something from the attic..." I say still looking at the attic. I notice there are scratch marks on the door.

"Oh that's just the AC in here it always does that. Don't worry about it."

"what about the scratches... it looks like someone was trying to run away from something."

"a little observer you are! A raccoon was in our house once." he says a bit skiddish.

** 9 years later.**

"I am so kicking your but right now in Mario Kart!" says Taylor cockily.

."Oh really because I just passed you!" he gasps in shock and hits his boost.

"I am hurt! How could you?" he says a bit fake.

We hear a knock on the door and Taylor goes and gets it while I'm left alone in the room.

Its been 9 years since I heard those noises. Now.. I hear it.

"please ... please help me!" like a barbie doll recording over and over and over... I hear the scratching from inside the wall. Not from the other side the wall. Inside. I put my ear to door and the scratches and the little girl pleading. Then when Taylor comes back. Its gone. Everything. I decide not to tell him this time.. he never believes me anyway.

"Tabitha I would like you to meet Nathan, my brother."

"Hey. um... I hate to leave but I gotta... go..