The Boy in The Mirror

Stay Or GET OUT...

"Something Bad had happened to their son." Alex said.

"He went missing from here. Nobdoy knew what happened or where he was." Alex continued to explain.

"That's horrible." My dad said placing his hand on his chin.

"Was he kidnapped or something?" I asked looking back at the mirror.

"Probably. Nobody Knew." Michael replied scratching his head.

Me and my dad both looked at each other feeling sorry for the parents of the missing child.

The Day after
I woke up to the sound of a girl yelling outside. I sat up looking at myself at the huge mirror terrified. I glanced at my clock. SIX O' CLOCK IN THE MORNING!!! Has one of our neighbors gone mad?! I shuffled out of my bed. I grabbed a shirt and some shoes and rushed downstairs fixing up my jacket. I ran outside searching for the direction of the scream. I reached around the corner of my house. Someone was shouting
"STAY!"

I stopped as i was trying to catch my breath as i saw a girl with a genie sided ponytail style with brown hair with red highlight. She had a tuxedo top with a sparkle mint green skirt holding a green folder in her hand and her phone in the other.
Having her back turned looking up and down while she kept yelling 'Stay'

"Um, excuse me?" i started off talking to the insane stranger.

She immediately looked back.

"Oh. Sorry. I didn't me-did i wake you? Do you live here?" She said pointing at the window to my room of the house.

"First of all, yes, and Second of all, Do you have any idea what time it is?! People are still asleep. Like me, until i heard you yelling like your having a spasm attack!" i told her annoyed looking at her serious.

"I am so sorry. I was just working on this acting class and...I'm sorry i disturbed you and it's soo early."

"Wait, your the New Neighbor right? Now i get you...she said realizing while playing with her ponytail.

"There's nothing to get about me ONLY the fact that i don't like to be waken up at SIX O'CLOCK IN THE FREAKIN MORNING!" i told her realizing that she was trying to be funny and make a joke out of this.

She looked down ashamed.

"I'm Sorry. I'm guess i'm not use to being away from home and friends." i said making her feel bad.

She brightened up her face.

"I'm Samantha Wood." she introduced herself to me putting her hand out.

"Jack Miller" I said shaking her hand.

"Anyway, I know exactly how you feel. I moved here not so long ago." Samantha said placing her hand on my shoulder.

"How long ago?" i asked wanting a specific answer.

"A Week ago." she said simply taking her hand off my shoulder.

A week ago?! She was right about moving here not so long ago.

"Samantha?!"
I heard a girl called out.

"That's my older sister, Savannah. I gotta go. See you around?" she asked looking back as she went back to the direction of her home.

"Definitely. See YOU Around?" i asked her back.

"Definitely." she said giggling and runnung back as her sister called her back again and responded to her.

I looked back and went home. I went inside and it was 6:15. Wow. Still pretty early. I took of my jacket and threw it on my chair to my desk and plumped back on my bed covering myself up. I kept thinking about Samantha. I really like her. I was a bit rude at first and she seemed annoying but, it's was all good. I finally got to sleep and woke up to her yelling again.
"GET OUT!!"
I rushed out of my bed and she jumped from my door crawling on the walls with her eyes bloody up and her eyeballs ripped out and jumped on me on the bed.

"GET OUT JACK! GET OUTTA HERE WHILE YOU STILL CAN!" she said in a demonic raspy voice.
She gagged out blood all over my face and i was suffocating in the thick blood. What was this?! What happened to Samantha?!