......3 Days later......
Dear Diary
I had the dream AGAIN, I've had it so many times I go to sleep expecting it. I don't know why I'm having the dream but I know its definitely not a good thing. Me and Tate have been good, we've actually become really close. I know its only been a little while but I can't help but get closer to him . We have spent the past three days together, in the attic with Bow, in my room and around the house. Oh and a new family is moving in, yep Holly finally decided to leave Jack and they have both moved out. I'm always excited when a new family moves in, hoping that they will have a daughter my age, but I'm always very nervous. I mean this is the murder house for god sakes, I wouldn't want anybody else to die in this house, there are enough ghosts as it is. Overcrowding has become a real problem, more and more ghosts keep popping up all over the place and Tate is the main reason for this. Tate has promised that when the new family moves in he is going to be good and.....well.....he's not going to kill anybody.....i hope he won't. I always have this little nagging voice at the back of my head whenever i'm with him, telling me not to trust him. Can i trust him?
I put my diary back into its new hiding place since Tate found the last one. Yesterday Marcy was showing a couple around the house, they didn't seem to pleased to hear about the houses history and they didn't even get the full story. Marcy tends to leave out the full history of the house because if she didn't the house would never get sold. There is always that terrifying possibility that the house could get sold to somebody who will knock it down and build some modern building. I really don't know what would happen to us if that was the case and i've got a feeling that one day that will be the case. I try to push the thought out of my mind, i've done enough worrying this week. I decide that today would be a good day to see Bow and catch up on my reading.
I make my way up the basement stairs and into the kitchen, i expected to see Moira but she wasn't around. Marcy on the other hand was showing another couple around the house, a tall man who looked like he could be a professional bodybuilder and a small pregnant woman. They were both looking around in awe at the huge house and many of its beautiful features, wait until they hear the history.
"It's beautiful" The woman had a southern accent, i should of known she would from the boots that she's wearing. God i hope they don't buy the house, the last thing i wont is a crying baby waking me up at four in the morning.
"It is isn't it" Marcy is tying to encourage them to buy it, she needs to shut up and tell them about the murders.
"Come on then.....Tell us why its so cheap."I like this guy, he's smart.
"Lets take a seat in the dining room." Marcy leads the way and takes a seat at the end of the oak table. I follow them through, wanting to see if they will consider buying the house after they hear its history.
"Wow..."The woman says as she sits down next to her husband, i assume its her husband but in these modern times less and less people are getting married."Baby...Baby...." She says excitedly trying to get her husbands attention. "Look at the chandelier" All three of them look up at the beautiful antique chandelier.
"Its the original chandeliers from when the original owners the Montgomery family lived in the house."
"They're a little... old fashioned" The man face shows how he feels about them.
"Well Danny, i like old fashioned" The woman smiles at the man i now know as Danny with a look in her eyes that says "Don't you dare disagree".
"Whatever you say Lily" Danny sighs looking defeated, i can tell that she always gets it her way.He looks toward Marcy ,who is looking through a pile of paper, and coughs.She just looks at his for a minute before she finally realizes why they had moved in the first place.
"well the house being as old as it is has a very...interesting history..." I decided on leaving Marcy to explain the houses interesting history, she wouldn't be telling me anything that i didn't already know. I made my way up the stairs and into the attic hoping to bump into Tate on the way but unfortunately i didn't. As soon as i pulled down the stairs to the attic i could hear Bows chain scrapping against the floor as he runs around excitedly.
"BOW!" I shout as i step into the attic. He grunts happily as he raps his arms around my legs and trust me he is stronger than you think. We spend half an hour just rolling the ball between us until i decide its time for me to go and see what happening down stairs. I reluctantly leave Bow and i can tell by how quite he is he doesnt want me to leave either. When I get down stairs Lily and Danny are stood by the door with Marcy, they must not of liked the fact that people have been murdered in this house. Such a shame, note the sarcasm. I move closer so i can hear their conversation.
"Well i guess we'll be back in a couple of days to start moving everything in" Danny sighs. Dammit, i was sure that they would be put off. Well goodbye sleep.
"I will give you a call when i have put all the paper work through." Marcy smiles a smile i have never seen before, well somebody's happy.
"Thank ya'll so much, i just love it" It's going to take some time to get use to that southern accent.
"Well we better get home so you can start packing" Danny says as he hugs Lily from behind, rubbing he pregnant belly with both hands.
When everybody had left i went back to my room thinking about everything, then somebody popped into my head. Tate. I hadn't seen him all day and i always see him, i mean there aren't many places he could be in this house. the though of Tate brought that nagging in the back of my head back but this time it was something else, worry. I don't know why i am so worried, its not like he can die and he promised he wouldn't hurt anybody else. He better come and see me soon so i can stop worrying about him.
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I feel so bad for taking so long to update and i am so sorry. I'm having a bit of writers block and it doesn't help that i haven't watched American Horror Story in so long. I'm thinking about re-watching it so that ideas will come to me more easily and i will be able to write about all the little details that I've been missing out because i cant remember anything. I hope you enjoyed it and will continue to read, vote and comment. <3 I'm not going to say i will update soon because that probably wont happen.<3
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Within these walls (American horror story)
FantastiqueAmy is just your average teenage girl apart from one thing, she's dead. A ghost who has lived in the murder house for 45 years, watching family after family moving in and moving out. Shes not the only ghost in the house and after 45 years of being...