You feel a cold breeze flow a cross your face and your eyes jolt open. You feel the empty space beside you were your brother should be. Your heart starts to pound. You look around the whole room. You stand up stumbling across the room, you notice the window is open, the window should never be open. Did he get out of the house? Why did he leave? You shut the window as quick as you possibly can. Walking to the door you go to touch the handle, you find that its cold, ice cold. You jerk your hand away quickly. Using you shirt sleeve you open it, you see the house you've lived in since you were born, falling apart and every entrance boarded up. What has happened to our home? Why has this happened? Walking out the back door you hear Andrew crying, you run towards the noise.
You find him sitting in the corner of the barn. Slowly walking towards him you hear that he is no longer crying. There is some evil demonic laughter coming from this child's body. As you are backing up slowly he thrusts forward and try's to attack you. Pushing him away you run for your life. So many things are rushing through your mind at once.*Why were his eyes pure black? What has happened to him? Andrew are you OK? Answer me dammit! Andrew snap out of it. With a quick rush sliding over you, you jolt up in the bed. You turn to him. He's still laying there still asleep. You get up and look around the room. Opening the door you step in to your old living room. What is in my head? Why does this thought run through my mind at night? Is it because the way mom had died?
*FLASHBACK
"Ms. Jacobs, you should think about your mother's state. Her mind is very unstable, she tried to throw a pot at your neighbors the other day ... that's why you are here. Your neighbors called and told us"
"Well, I promised my mom that I would take care of her, no matter what. I don't care what you say or what any other person says."
Once we were at home mom went in to her room and stayed there. She would talk to herself all time, some days she would stare out the window. Till one day, it was late on Saturday evening. Mom said the person she has been talking to has changed. She always told me about this person. They had long brown hair, and were very lanky. Mom said she was very pretty. I would always nod as to agree with her, and say that I see her too, when I don't. I didn't think anything of it at the time. She let out a loud scream, one that I felt in my sole. I ran up the stairs just in time to see her body being lifted off the floor. I looked at her, she had soulless eyes. She turned to me, her head tilted and she let out a loud shriek. Then her body fell motionless to the floor.
I ran over to her lifting her partly off the floor, holding her in my arms as I rocked back on my heals. Her breathing was faint. Andrew was standing at the door just starring at us.
"Call 911! Now! Run!" I yelled at him as I started crying. He told me they were coming. What took two minutes for them to get there felt like forever to me. I kept rocking back and forth, refusing to let her go, crying harder and harder. Her breathing getting lighter and lighter. Finally the paramedics got there, I was sill rocking with mom in my arms. Andrew tried as hard as he could to pull me away from her as they put her on the gurney. I begged to go in the ambulance with her but they wouldn't let me. They left. Andrew called my best friend Bryndle. Bryndle has strawberry blond hair and blue eyes. I have known her scene 5th grade, she came strait in the house and walked strait up to me and wrapped me in the biggest hug I had ever had. I didn't dare tell her what happened. I was so scared to tell anyone... I don't know if Andrew even knew what happened. He stared blankly out the window watching the ambulance drive away. Bryndle was still hugging me and I held on to her tightly, still crying my eyes out. "Rose are you OK? Andrew called me, he told me the ambulance came. Are you OK? Do you want me to stay and watch Andrew?" She looked at me with sadness in her eyes. Standing up I wiped my face before I told her I was going to head to the hospital. All of the sudden I get a phone call from the hospital. "Mrs. Jacobs, we have some news... Something has happened to your mother."
A/N Sorry im going to leave it here i hope you like it so far. This is my first book. plus im sorry it is so short. i wanted to leave it at a cliff hanger i hope this got you in to it...
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Horrorthis is a story about an 18 year old girl and her little brother. after there mothers strange death the main character Rose Jacobs starts experiencing strange things. she keeps having this reacquiring nightmare. After a while her best friend who was...