When we finally got off the 5 hour plane ride, We had to practically beat Brock into the car for another 2 hour ride to the house. We finally started the finally leg of the long jorney with Brock complaining the whole way :P. I enventually fell asleep so I didn't hear him the whole way.
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I was woken up by a hand on my sholder. I swated it away and went back to sleep.
Suddenly I was being lifted out of the car. My eyes shot open and I looked at who was carrying.
Holy cheese farts... IT WAS ANGELO PARENTE!!!!
"Ummmm You can set me down now I'm awake" I said shly.
"OK" he sat me down on my feet. "Your band mates have already cairred your stuff inside. If you want I can show you were your room is." He said kindly.
"Sure that would be great"I said.
I followed him up a flight of stairs and down a hallway. I couldn't help bet shake the feeling I had in the pit of my stomache like something was going to happen any minute. I started to feel really cold all of a sudden. What was going on with me.
"Here it is" He stoped at a door with beautiful carvings on it.
"Thank You" I said as he opened the door for me. I walked into a room with red sheets and white carpet. It was very beautiful.
"I'll leave you alone to get settled in. We're all outside if you need anything" Angelo said and shut the door.
As soon as he shut the door, I began to feel very strange like I was being watched. I ignored it and went to my bed and began to pt my stuff in a few of the dressers. We were goona be here for a few months.
As I was putting the last of my things away, I felt a light tug on my hair and a chill run up my spine. I shrugged it off as the fan that was in my room even though it was barely blowing.
I left the room and shut the door to go hang with the guys outside. As I was walking I felt so uneasy. 'It's nothing' I thought. I went around the corner and ran smack into Joey from Slipknot in the process.
He fell on top of me and I started to feel very small. I was only 4'11" so I was easly drawfed by everyone.
"Sorry about that. The guys sent me to check on you" He said as started to ease up off of me. He helped me up and we stood and talked for a while.
"Lets go outside before they start getting bad ideas" He said and turned to leave.
"Ok I' going back to my room. I just relized I forgot my phone" I told as we went our seperate ways. Then I noticed that the strange feeling came back after Joey was out of sight.
'I'm just not used to being alone I gues' I thought.
When I got to my room I rumaged through my smaller bags till I found my phone. I was turning to leave and I felt something shove me hard. on the back and sent me flying into a wall giving me a nose bleed.
I ran to get one of the guys to see if they could help me. I felt like I was being chased so I ran as fast as I could till I was out side gasping for breath. They looked at with weird looks.
"There is soething wrong with this house!" I cried in pain and fear.
"Ok calm down" Corey Taylor said to as he patted my sholder.
"No! When I went to get my Phone something shoved me into the wall!" I was about in tears now, but they just kept staring at me strangely. "I'm not lying!"
"Ok lets get your nose cleaned up then we'll talk about what happened" Reece came up to me and tried to take me inside.
"NO I'M NOT GOING IN THERE!" I screamed.
"Come on lets all go in" I heard Chris from motionless in white say.
When they finally managed to coax me inside like a scared kitten, I noticed that what ever was giving me that feeling was gone now that the were around.
'What ever it is it's scared of the guys and only wants me' I thought terriied
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The House
Teen FictionRose and her band Dead Dreamers go to meet Motionless in White and Slipknot at an old plantation house for a video their starring in. What they don't relize is that the vengful ghost of the previouse owner still haunts the place. Nor that he abused...