The Cries

Time To Get Out

I ran quickly towards the exit, my heart was racing I couldn't believe what I just saw. Ugh great thing my mom forced me into sports so I could run fast. I hear loud foot steps, what? No, She can't follow me. Can she leave the building? I hope not.

I see the door I entered in, as I run towards it, it looks like it's getting further away. No. It can't be, THIS CAN'T HAPPEN, I CANT DIE NOW! I look behind me, and... I see nothing. I stop running, what? How? I swear she was chasing me, I swear I heard someone behind me, am I even still in the school? I don't see lockers, I see cages.

There's children in them. They look starved. I look around more and I don't see the door I just see a long hallway of cages with children and teens in them. Is this what I heard? Are these the children who were crying? Oh god I shouldn't have come here, what do I do now?

I'm walking and walking, I don't think there's a way out. I'm getting scared the kids in the cages are looking at me, watching every move I make. OH MY GOD! I see one cage and I run to it, it's Brittany, it was said that she got killed, but I guess she was just here, "it's okay Brittany we'll get out of here." I say quietly, but Brittany just points weakly behind me and looks scared.

I turn around and there standing, in her red dress, is the old lady. She raises her wrinkled hand at me.

"You!" she booms, "why have you come here child?" Shivers go up and down my spine and I raise my hands in surrender.

"Why are all these children here?" I ask slightly calm. She puts her hand down and comes closer to me, "I said, why did you come here child?" My eyes widen.

"I-i came here because I wanted to see what the school looks like at night, and I wanted to see if it really was haunted and clearly it is." I say slightly frightened stepping back slowly. I look around for anything I could use as a weapon, then I remember I have my knife. I slowly move my hand behind my back and get my knife from my pocket. I hold onto it shaking like crazy, I have to get out, I have to save Brittany and tell the cops about this. Wait, they won't believe me I'm just a stupid teenage girl looking for attention.

I flick my knife out and quickly move it in front of me. "Get away from me!" I yell, but she just laughs and flicks her hand making my knife fly out of my hand. I watch it fly across the floor and I panic, I'm thinking to myself 'she must be a ghost.'

She smiles and shows her sharp shark like teeth and says harshly "yes I am a ghost you brat." My eyes widen and stutter out "Y-you can r-read m-my mind?" She gets closer and whispers "yes I can read your mind, I know all your fears, everything you love. And I know how depressed you really are."

She steps back and smiles "I know everything about you, I can look into your memories. I know you self harm almost every night, you were abused by your ex boyfriend a year ago. And the reason you stayed with was because.... He made you feel special and good about your body? Huh that's strange, you're perfectly fine with dying but then again you want to stay alive? And also.... I hear other voices in your head...

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