Ana Marie's Story (on hold)

The Begining of something......

It just a normal day at school me drooling in my notebook, daydreaming of my ghost friends, and hating the idea of moving in with my step dad. I absolutely hated the idea of going to move towns, houses and school just to be with him. My mum says to think of it as a fresh new start like when she and dad divorced 2 years ago. She and dad fight all the time, non-stop. All day and all night. It drove me insane to wake up to yelling, screaming, and the booming of their voices in the morning.

But it's not like that, we are giving this man the part our fatherly role in the family. When I was happy with just me, her, Darryl, and Mitch. Darryl and Mitch are my older brothers. Darryl and Mitch were both born with mum's brown hair and dad's brown eyes. While I was born with dad's ginger hair and mum's blue eyes. I also have a ton of freckles. And they aren't too fond of the idea moving either but Darryl supports her. Me and Mitch don't but we aren't make a big mess of situation.
I was drawing the halo when the bell rang. I got put my things into my gray messenger bag, as classmates ran to leave the class. I put my messenger bag over my shoulder and walked out into hall leaving the classroom I called a Cell like in dungeons. I walked down the white hall filled with people, talking, gossiping, and laughing. The red lockers lined up against the walls.

Everyone wearing the uniforms. Guys wore gray vest with a shirt under and a crest with an black cat on it with black pant and shoes. Girls wore black vests with white blouses under and a crest with a rose on it with light blue skirts that went to their mid-thigh, high knee white socks, and black slip on's. That's what I'm wearing but with a little blue flower crown I made and my sapphire necklace I got from my father before he left.

I could hear them laughing, pointing, whispering about me as I walked the halls of Prison. I've never done anything wrong or did something to someone. Everyone just thought I was weird and a freak. I'll admit I'm not the most normal, I can see the dead. And honestly I could care less about I mean I may not like this people but it is my last day here. I wake into restroom and see the moaning girl. She's tall in a white blouse, red shorts and spenders with long black hair to her mid-back. She always there just staring into the mirror into her soulless empty eyes. I wash my face as she stands at the last mirror. I get a cold chill up my spine, I look up into the mirror and see her behind. My breathe is stuck in the middle of my throat as I turn around to look in her empty eyes, pale face and lips as she whispers," Heard her story. Your going to heard her story." I'm so confused,"who's story?" But she does nothing but a pure screeching scream, I quickly cover my ears and shut my eyes.
It's 5 mins and she stop screaming. I open my eyes to not see her and me just staring into the mirror as if nothing happen. No time pass. I shook it off and walked out to see less people than before. I walked outside to see Darryl and Mitch waiting for me. You see Darryl is 19 and works to help mum with stuff for me and Mitch. Mitch is 16 and in high school. While I'm 14 and in middle school. We walk home, 2 blocks away, to see the moving van. Goodbye Prison and Welcome Hell.......