There I was again, standing in the middle of the dark, lonely street in the middle of nowhere. The names Alexandria Crew. How did I get here, you ask. That is for me to know and you to find out. It started Three days ago in this little old coffee shop...
I had just gotten out of bed, I did my morning routine like always. Get out of bed, use restroom, etc. And eat breakfast. I whipped up a bowl of Cheerios and I was just about to sit down and eat when suddenly I heard this noise. What was that? I had thought. I began walking around the house. Looking around to see what the noise was. I walked into my room and looked in the closet, I jumped and my heart skipped a beat as I was looking into the eyes of what seemed to be....I quickly turned the light on just to find a stuffed dog with red glow n' the dark eyes. I sighed. Ever since the night my mother disappeared I've been scared of just about any little sighting or noise. At first I thought I was crazy because I had thought I saw a ghost take my mom when I was nine years old. I am nineteen now about to turn twenty. People thought I was a crazy person so I got sent to a mental institution for 7 years. So I got out when I was seventeen. Now I think I'm just overreacting. It's not my fault that the ghost was like so clear to see...Unless..It was a dream and mom is still here. I quickly began running around the house...Wait...I looked out the window seeing a grave... "July 23rd In loving memory of Kathy Crew. Loving mother of two and a wonderful wife to Nine Crew." Maybe i'm crazy after all.
