Chapter 2

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    The scent of blood thickened. I searched for the light switch, not having no luck, what so ever. I hear her again, a crack and laugh then only silence remains. Kellie, she is back again. Why don't she just go back into the Ouija Board. When I finally find it, the light flickers on and off for a minute but decides to stay on. I scan the room in on quick turn. As I look again, I see her. She is standing in a corner. "Paige", I say, she don't budge. As I walk closer, I see it, lodged into her chest is a piece of wood, taken off the stair case. I start to panic and back up slowly making my way to the door. As I reach it, I hear Paige's voice but its not Paige. Kellie put herself inside her body.  Slowly she pulled out the piece of wood, she holds it up, then looking to me. She smiles, and walks closer. "You know it's still me Halli, I wouldn't leave you all by yourself".

    I bolt past her heading anywheres she wasn't. Her face remained in my head, her words making me dizzy. All of it was like a drug that I am forever addicted to, no matter how hard I resist. she followed me. Every wheres I went she made sure to trace. Her voice taunting. "Don't you want to play", " Why are you walking away", "We can be friends forever and ever", "Play my deadly game".

    I finally ran out of places to try to hide, losing her by going through door and looping back out, Hiding in small dens, Putting my self in closets and in dark corners. None of it worked. She was like a moth to my flame and I strive for nothing more for her to burn. Not knowing what to I decide there has to be a way out. I started to make my plan.

    First I got all the candles and matches, some scrap wood and sharp metal, plus the Ouija board. I sat things on fire all through the house, even burning the Ouija board, and then beating the window, with a metal piece. The house burned around me and smoke was taking over my lungs. If I was to die it would be because I did it, not her. The flames were raging high, and I could barley breathe, when the window broke. Jumping out and hitting, solid ground knocked all the oxygen I had left in me out. I lay there weak and helpless. As I fell into a fainting dream land, of death I thought of my old life.

    I awake in a hospital bed. Tubes in my neck, arms and legs. Something covers my nose and mouth giving me oxygen. Halli someone call, I jump in awareness, and lack of trust. He shines a light in both my eyes. I try to shut them but it burns, he shoots some kind of liquid in my eyes and it feels somewhat of a relief. He takes away the tubes but leaves the oxygen. He lays a meal down, and I very carefully eat it. Then I feel like I can't breathe, my food don't swallow. Her laugh echos the through the room. I flail around, kicking, screaming, and crying. When the doctor comes back, i'm chanting "I don't want to play the deadly games".

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