Upon Death

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Upon death

I am a 9 year old girl me and my family are moving hoses to live with my grandfather even dow he does not like kids my mum wonted to be close with him.

we arrive at his house, ?a 3 story mansion with 8 rooms 6 bathrooms old and dark looking there were no other house next door and the outside all foggy when my grandfather greeted my mum and dad and to me just a look, I turn to see a faded young boy appear out of the fog holding something bloody in one hand and a knife in the other and then he slowly fades away

in the house every mirror was broken there was holes in all the walls . I ask grandpa to show me to my room so we go to the very top of the house when the floor boards always creek. up there there are oley 2 rooms one closed off I get the one with no door. he puts my soot case on the bed and the joins mum and dad in the kitchen.

I open my soot case and get my small mirror out I turn to the reflection of me and again see the young boy but in the room I'm in. I droop the mirror and whenn I look into it again I see my self as if nothing happened and so I thing it was my imagination.

I go to see that room that was closed off I look throu a crack in the wood to see a gray bed with a black tad bare on it the tady bare has a knife that same knife that boy was holding. I look to see a mirror on a bench the mirror is not broken on the table is a hart bleeding and still pumping the hart looked like the bloody thing that the boy was holding in the other hand. then I hear a voice saying bed time next to me and I call mum she comes up hugs me and says bed time. As they tuck me in I think nothing of that boy and that room I just hold my doll and try to sleep. as I shat my eyes my mum turns off the light and gose I open them again my room is all fogy and then I see a boy walk up to me then I hear once again bed time I see that knife go down and before I know it I die.

mum gose up to chak on me and she see's my bed turned gray me bloody on the floor my heart next to my half packet soot case and my doll with a knife throu her head. she screams and then was never heard from again

Hi hope you like my story I am rely scared of horror movies but I think that I am good at writing horror story's:|

comment if you think it is good

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