Am I Really Dead?

Chapter 1

One day, in the Washington family household, a teenage girl started screaming. The girl's mom ran straight up the stairs, and into her room. She found her daughter laying on her bed frozen looking up at the ceiling. Her mother tried to talk to her and ask her what happened. All the girl could say was, "Mom," the mom started to consider her daughter dead.
The mother went down the the stairs to the telephone. She dialed the number 4-3-3-7-1-2-8, and asked to buy a coffin. "Would you like the name inscripted on the coffin?", the voice asked the mother. "Yes," the mom replied then said, "Her name is Rose." "Ok," the voice said to Rose's mom, "We'll have it ready on Thursday."
The daughter upstairs overheard the conversation and walked down the stairs. When she reached the kitchen, Rose stood there watching her mom order a coffin for her. Her mom turned and saw her daughter smiling at her. The mother started screaming and ran out the door, grabbing her coat and keys on the way out. She got in her car and drove to her friend, Luna's house.
Luna and Rose were friends and liked each other a lot. Rose's mom's name was Carla. Carla knew Luna because they worked as accountants together and always got home late. Usually they would go out to dinner and not get home at all. When it was too late to go home, they would just stay at a hotel.
Carla asked Luna if she could stay the night because of the sadness of her daughter's death. In reality, she saw her daughter there watching her order a coffin. Carla just wanted to get out of the house, far away from her "dead" daughter. Luna led Carla upstairs, into the guest bedroom.
The guest bedroom was covered in red wallpaper with a permanent dim lighting. Carla looked at Luna with a confused look. "My son used to live here. While living here, he was going through a stage." Luna explained. On the walls were Twilight posters.
       As Carla got comfy in the room, she had a weird feeling. She felt like someone was watching her. Carla went outside and checked all around the house boundaries, but found no one. She even asked everyone in Luna's house if they saw anyone who looked sketchy come into the house, but everyone acted normally. Carla gave up and decided to go to sleep.
         Carla awoke from her dream and saw a shadow move across the dark bedroom. I looked like it had a height just like a teenage girl. Carla remembered her daughter's beautiful brown hair and how Rose always kept it in a pony tail. "Could it be my daughter?", she thought.