Black eyes

Chapter 1

I walked out of my house and straight to my school already hearing those hateful daily comments about me from random people's mouths. Sometimes I wonder why I was born? Why am I still living? My mom died when I was only 6 months old, I'm an only child and live with my dad. The only thing what's left from my mom for me is her notebook and emerald necklace, which I never take off, because that way I feel like she's always there with me.

My dad always comes from work at midnight. He's a hunter. Not your typical hunter, who hunts animals. My dad hunts demons and other evil creatures, which escaped somehow into our dimension. He used to do it with my mom because she used to be a very powerful medium. I inherited her abilities. I can see spirits too, but I could never see a demon though.

I asked my dad why can't I see a demon. He just told me that demons are very cunning bad creatures, they're not as noticeable as normal spirits and that I mustn't try to talk to them or even look for them. He said it's extremely dangerous and I believe it. I've read my moms notebook and found a chapter about demons and it says that they're very dangerous and evil creatures...and lord have mercy on you if you meet one.

I made my way to school taking a deep breath and entering the building, already feeling people's eyes on me.

"Oh hey, weirdo! Did you see another ghost?! Was he a big one? I bet you two fucked!'' I heard Joshua yell. I just kept my head and eyes down and continued on walking as comment after comment kept being thrown at me.

"Hey ghost whore!!! Are you going to talk to a spider I killed this morning?!''

"Can you just kill your self?! Pft...weirdo''

"Stop lying nobody likes you anyway!''

"Hey Maggie! I hope you die sooner so you could be in your ghost squad forever!!!''

Okay...I can't hold it anymore!

"LISTEN UP! If you don't believe me I'll prove it to you all! I can see ghosts!!!'' I screamed at the top of my lungs and with those words...I left.

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I grabbed my ouija board, flashlight, camera and put it in my backpack along with a few candles and matches. I glanced at my moms picture. She is so beautiful, I wish she were here. I picked up the picture and slid my fingers on the frames and then my smiling mother's face.

"I will prove them mom...I wish I could see you too..." I whispered and put the picture on my bedside table before walking out of my room and from the house not forgetting to lock the door.

I walked through the dark empty streets towards an old abandoned house. It's one hell of a creepy house. I've never seen it from the outside, but from outside it looks like from american horror story the murder house, but believe me...it's way creepier when it's dark out. I heard it's about 300 years old. I wonder cow can it still be so stable?

I took a deep breath as I was now standing in front of the door.

"Okay, you can do this" I mumble. I have to do it. I take a deep breath and open the door. It's so dark here I can't even  see a single thing inside. I turned on my flashlight and stepped in. The door closed behind me making me gasp and look behind me.

Shit...It's so cold here. There is definitely someone here. As I took steps I felt more and more frustration, sadness, coldness and fear. It felt like people died here.

I walked around the house: spiderwebs everywhere, moldy, dirty furniture, dusty floor and...a picture.
5 people: A woman with blonde, curly hair, a man besides her and 3 young men. I guess they were brothers. I look intently at the picture. One boy catches my eye. He's very tall, he has light, messy and curly hair. He also looks very serious, almost sad or even worried.

I touched the picture while looking at the guy saying "Why are you so sad...?''

Suddenly something fell down on the floor and made me jump. I looked around as my heart starts beating fast and my cheeks heated.

I took a deep breath and decide to just ignore it and start looking for a good spot to set ouija board and start my session.