Chapter 8
"Mommy..."
I wake up at the sound of the little girls voice.
I sit up and decide to see her. I have to. If I decide to see her, maybe I will. I think it works like that. Or I obviously see her and the other ghosts anyway, but maybe now when I know that I can see them and her, and I know about my powers and try to keep them under control, maybe I won't be sick again.
I turn on my nightstand lamp and the little girl stand right next to it looking at me. She's so wet. Her long black hair hangs down her shoulders and she has blac rings under her eyes. Water dripps from her but my floor doesn't seem to get wet. I think this is the faceless girl from my nightmares, but now she's not faceless. This is the girl I saw on the family portrait I found in my room. The girl with black hair, brown glowing eyes, sweet smile and cute smile pits, only now she her eyes isn't glowing, and she doesn't smile. She's really pale and her wet hair has lost it curles and hangs down half over her face and she's looking at me with dead and scary eyes. Purpule marks is showing on her pale skin.
I get goosebumps. This girls is actually scaring the crap out of me. She's looking like something out of a scary movie, and I'm not joking one bit, she really do.
What happened to this girl? I mean she obviously got murdered because I can see her. But this looks really brutal.
I can't help but to feel sorry for her, for her family, for... What ever that happened to her. How can someone do this to a little girl? That's beyond my knowledge, I just can't imagine a human being this cruel. Be cruel, evil and sick in his head to do something like this to a defenseless little girl.
"Who are you?" I whisper.
"Mackenzie Woods", the little girl whispers in her scary hoarse voice.
Mackenzie Woods? Why does that sound familiar? Mackenzie Woods... Oh right! Now I remember. God this isn't happening. It was bad enough when it was only a little girl. Now when I know why she is, it changed things. I know who this girl is, and this is going to get so much more complicated that it already is. I can feel it in my bones.
"Oh so you're Iza and Elliot's fathers cousins?" I ask. "Michael, Cameron and Alicia's sister?"
She nods slowly and causes even more wet droops to fall.
I sigh. I don't know what I was hoping, asking that question. Maybe I was hoping that she was someone else. But she is the girl from the family portrait. She is and this is going to be hard to figure out. Figure out how to help her.
"Why are you here?" I ask.
"You know why I'm here", her hoarse voice whispers back to me.
Maybe she can't take louder and clearer. Now when I take a nother look at her I notice some pretty big marks on her throat. The marks is purple and looks like fingers... She got strangled to death?
But there is something else... Her voice don't only sound hoarse, it sounds like she has ... Water or something in her throat. I know that it sounds weird but that is exactly how it sounds.
How did this girl die? I mean as I said it had to be violent, but exactly how did she die?
Poor girl. I just take one look at her and all of these emotions comes to surface and I don't know what to do. I don't want anything but to help her, but I honestly don't know how, when I'm so much involved with both Iza and Elliot, who is her family. God, my head ache is coming back, but I can assure everyone that it is not the work of my powers anymore.
"Mackenzie look... I honestly don't know what to do here, I mean I want to help you, but then I just have to lie to Iza and Elliot and I don't want to do that", I say.
"You don't have to do that", Mackenzie says in her scary voice. "They come from my family, so they're going to find out eventually".
Okay that's a good point coming from the dead ten year old standing in my room.
Okay I never could imagine, thinking a thought like that.
"Find out what exactly?" I ask.
Mackenzie disappears. I turn around to the other side and then her face is just a millimeter away from mine.
I jerk away, feeling my heart is about to jump out of my chest.
Okay this is so much worse then watching a horror movie. I'm not scared of them, I just don't like the once with ghost children. But now I have a ghost child in my own bedroom. So that's awesome right?
Suddenly I'm not in my room anymore.
I'm by a road. Wait do I know this road? I've walked here before.
I look around. And I find Mackenzie on my left side. She looks up at me.
"So you recognize this place?" She asks.
"Kind of", I say.
She sits down I'm the middle of the road. I look around. No one is coming.
I decide to sit down beside her.
"Why did you take me here, Mackenzie?" I ask, looking at her.
"Because to help me, you need to know", she says.
"Know what?" I ask.
She looks at me with her scary and big eyes.
"How I died", she says.
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