Ghostly

Chapter 6

Chapter 6 : The house, the family and the mystery.

The house was unbelievable dark but Rachel could tell it was huge. When Rachel walked into the house she had bumped into a strange bust, and a old filthy chair. Adjusting to the darkness she notice to flights of stairs the connected at the top.

She was shivering as a cold blast hit her. 'Man is this cool' she thought, her mind ached 'let's go, don't be an idiot,' 'shut up ' she barked at her conscience.

She ventured into the living room. The furniture were all covered with white sheets. A moldy murky smell surround her. She continued to walk around noticing all the mirrors were covered. 'Did I read somewhere that spirits can get trapped in mirrors.' She thought to herself. 'Nah that's stupid' she added.

She moved to the the kitchen. It smelled of dust and meadow. Then she went to the flight of stairs. Each footstep created a creaking sound. When she reached the top she went left down a long hallway full of closed door.

She walked to the first door she saw and opened it.

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"She in fatal condition, we have made her as comfortable as we can, she has to do the rest on her own," the doctor said to Rachel father in the waiting room of Middleton Hospital.

"Is mom ok?Dad?" Rachel asked, coming up to the doctor and her dad.

"Yes, very thing is fine, go back to your homework," her father said.Rachel did what she was told.

" Mr. Patterson may I have a word in private, " the doctor said. They left the room. Rachel wonder what they were talking about.

The image changes to the hallway where Mr.Patterson and the doctor are talking.

"Mr.Patterson I have some bad news, it's about your wife, and I didn't want the child to hear," the doctor began.

"What is it?" Mr.Patterson asked impatiently.

"We sewed up her wound, but one of our doctors notice a growth in your wife's appendix, we ran test and found out your wife has Non-carcinoid tumor , a very rare disease, "

"Can't you remove it or treat it?" He asked.

" Surgery in this stage of the disease and your wife's injury it could kill her," The doctor said.

"I don't care, if you can save her from whatever this cancer is do it," Mr.Patterson barked.

"Ok, sir we will try our hardest to make your wife health again." The doctor reassured Mr.Patterson.

"Honey why are you here! Go away ! Get out!" Rachel's father screamed.

Rachel realized she had stepped into the room.

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Quickly she ran out and slammed the door. 'What the hell just happened,' she thought. 'The room was a hospital, how the hell does that happen, no it was just a memory hitting me, I open the door and it will just be a room, no dad, no doctor, just a room, 1,2,3' she opened the door again.

The room was empty,no hospital office, no dad, no doctor, just a room with a bed, bookshelf cramped with books, and desk.

Rachel move to the desk a letter written on parchment laid on top of it. She read it to herself

Dear Angel,

I never realized that I truly love you and when you said we can not see each other anymore, my heart broke into a thousand pieces, Please if you truly love me you'll say yes to my proposal. Please !

Your love, Adam

P.S don't forget whatever you choice know that I will love you forever and always.

"I was such a sap, " a voice whispered in Rachel's ear, "forever and always was a slap in my face," the voice laughed.

"Excuse?" Rachel turned around to face the voice, but the room was empty.

"You can hear me?" The voice asked angrily.

" Of course I can hear you ! Where are you? Show yourself," Rachel said.

"Well, well," a the voice sneered, "if only Angel had that ability," he added. A sharp pain hit Rachel's stomach. She hugged her stomach in agony. Her head began to buzz like the time she drank too many glasses of Champaign. "You don't look to good maybe you show lie down," the voice sneered. Rachel fell on her ass as the carpet was pull right from under her feet.

'What the hell is going on,' she thought. Pulling herself together she  steady herself on the bed. She raced to the door. Praying it would opened, she wrapped her fingers around the knob and it creaked open.

Rachel left the room .The strange pain vanished like mist. "Where the hell you are Maya, very funny now come out bitch! " Rachel shouted.

"Who's Maya?" Te voice asked. " She sound like my kind a girl."

She turned around to stood face to face with a young man covered in bloody scars and flesh hang off his face.

She bolted down the steps and tried to open the door. She threw all her weight on it but it would not budge.

"Where are you going so soon? " the boy said. Leaning against the door

"How the hell...Get the hell away from me!" She shouted.

"What's the matters? You look like you have seen a ghost," The boy laughed.

Rachel smirked,"this is some prank isn't, very funny, how much did that bitch pay," Rachel laughed, "I can't believe she would be this cliche!"

"No one paid me anything bitch, now why don't you take a seat," The boy barked.

"Yeah ok I 'take a seat'" Rachel laughed. "Ok, now what are they going to throw more crap on me. I am waiting!" Rachel laughed.

"Who are you?" The boy asked.

"Rachel Patterson," She said.

"Rachel are you scared? Because you should be!" The boy laughed.

"Adam Michael Jones, leave the poor girl alone and what have I told about your face," A older women scolded her son as she emerged from the living room.

"Who are you ?" Rachel asked.

"Sorry, sweetheart, I am Darla, Darla Jones, and you are ?" The women asked.

"Rachel Patterson," She said.

"Nice to meet you," The women place her hands out. Rachel takes them. The women is short and skinny, with brown hair place in a bun.She's wearing a green polka dot dress. Her face is calm and beautiful. "This is my son, Adam," she points to the boy who disappeared right into front of her.

"Is this a prank or something?" Rachel asked as Darla leads her the living room.

"No, miss Patterson is this all real," a hardy voice said. A older men around Darla's age with dark black hair like Adams'. He fold the paper he is reading and stand up from the cough. "Nice to meet you Rachel, I am Vince Jones," They shake hands.

Rachel quickly scans the room. All the furniture is uncovered and alive. Candles light the room. "Sorry about the mess, I haven't been able to clean the house since the electricity has been off," Darla said.

"Where is she? I want to meet her!" A hyper little girl rams into the room, "OMG, hi I am Cadence."

'That's the girl from my dreams! shit I should have listen to my conscience!' "Hi, so are you the people who died here ?"

Their smiles faded but no one answered.