Within these walls (American horror story)

chapter 2 - first appearance

date- 15 july 2013

Dear Diary

I've been keeping a diary since 40 years ago, needless to say I've had a lot of diarys. My diary is a place I can let out all of my thoughts and feelings, it gives me someone to talk to since I dont see anybody but Bow and he's not exactly someone I can talk to. I feel so lonely, the loneliest I've ever felt in my 45 years of being dead. Its becoming harder and harder to stop myself from being seen, Tate is constantly in the  basement stopping me from leaving my room and even if I can leave my room Moira is always around the house cleaning. I haven't seen Bow in 3 days, I have to see him today even if that means people seeing me.

After placing my diary back in its secret hiding spot I get up up to check if the coast is clear. I open my secret door a tiny bit, seeing that Tate isnt there I quickly scurry out the door making sure to lock it behind me. Thankfully the abomination  isnt around making it easier for me to get upstairs without any hassle.

"Wheres your wife?" A young women asked the man as they came through the front door, he was tall and had toned muscles. He and his wife had moved in a couple of months ago and he had really started to get on my nerves, always coming home with a different women while his wife was at work. Men are pigs and have no respect but all men gets whats coming to them.

"Shes at work, you dont need to worry she wont be home for hours." He said as he continued to kiss her neck and undress her. I couldn't have  gotten up those stairs faster knowing that they wouldnt be going to bed to do what they are going to do. When I got to the landing I pulled down the attic stairs and climbed them, quietly shutting them once I got to the top.

"Bow!" I whisper shouted. Bow appeared and began to scurry towards me, the chain on his ancle making a clinking noice as he move. Bow couldnt really talk that much, it was just noises and the odd word, but that didn't matter just seeing him happy made me happy. He pulled me into a bone crushing hug,  which left me struggling to breathe,  he must of missed me. "Bow, I am so sorry I haven't been to see you but I brought you something." I pulled the chocolate bar from my back pocket of my shorts, Bows face lit up at the sight of it.

"Chocolate!" Bow mumbled out in a shout, he had learnt the word after I had brought it him the 8 times before, he grabbed the chocolate and tore away the rapper. We ghosts may not need to eat food but we still enjoy the taste of chocolate like any other person. As Bow scrambled of into the corner of the attic to eat his chocolate I looked up into a mirror to see my reflection.

I was wearing light blue denim shorts, a white tank top, a light pink cardigan and some flowery vans. Every time a family moved in I got something new in my closet,  I mean it does feel like im steeling from them but its not like they dont have enough clothes.

I was nocked out of my thoughts when a small red ball hit my foot. "Bow, you wanna play? " He made a grunting noice, which meant yes, I rolled the ball over to the other side of the attic. I sat on the floor and crossed my legs as we rolled the ball back and fourth. We did this for a while just rolling the ball in silence until the attic stairs where pulled down.

"Bow, what are you doing up there?" The stranger asked as they made their way up the stairs,  this is it no more living in secret. The stranger, who I now know is Tate, was now stood in the attic staring at me with a confused, yet angry, look on his face. "Who are you?" He asked me in a puzzled voice.

All of a sudden I couldn't move, I couldn't blink, I couldn't breath, I couldn't talk, my mind had gone completely blank. I looked Tate up and down,  he was even more attractive up close and his voice was so velvety and soft, not like I had expected a phycopaths voice to sound. "like what you see?" his comment snapping me out of thought,  I was now looking at the cocky smirk he was wearing along with a stripy jumper and cut up jeans.