The lights then go on and I take out a breath that I was holding in for so long. I quickly unlock the door and get out of my room rushing downstairs to get to the kitchen and tell Mr And Mrs Jack all that happened.
I rush straight into the kitchen and start to take it all out.
"Mr and Mrs Jack! Please listen, I- I heard that thing again, it won't stop bugging me! It came behind the shower curtains! It told me not to look up! O-or else I- I would D-d-die." I finish while chocking on each of my words. Mr and Mrs Jake were frozen in their seats, they stared at me with wide open eyes.
I knew I shouldn't have told them! They might think I'm a psycho or crazy! They might even think I'm making all this up. Oh God what have I done?
They don't say anything for awhile but soon Mrs Jack broke the silence
"Amy, I think you just imagined it. There is no such thing as Ghosts or Spirits. It's just your eyes tricking you. You see, we just bought this house one year ago. It's not haunted or anything. Just try not to watch more horror movies, it effects your brain." After her long boring speech Mr Jack just nods at what she has just said and adds another complain.
"Also Amy, keep this between us. Don't tell the other kids.. They might freak out or something and not to forget tomorrow we'll be going to see your sister after school."
I just nod and walk away to get ready for school. But I still can't believe they never did anything about it.
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I try to walk down the halls of our school that are swarmed with people, budging and pushing them away to get to my locker.
"Amy! Amy, wait up!" I turn around to see Amelia rushing towards me.
"Hey, what's up?" I say as she comes towards me.
"Oh you know, the roof."
"Am, that's just pure old."
"Ok, ok. I just wanted to ask you if you could come over to my house for some Netflix and caramel popcorn?" She says with a wide grin on her face.
Oh God, This is why I love this girl, she always knows what I want and when exactly I want it.
"Netflix and caramel popcorn, who would resist that! Count me in!" I say excitedly.
"Well then, meet you at seven, see ya." She waves at me as we take our separate paths towards our classes.
Amelia is my only best friend; she's actually half American and half French and is Blond unlike me a brunette with deep green eyes. We're always sarcastic when together and are very serious chocoholic.
Math class is finally over, just one more class to go. I walk towards my locker in the empty hall to get my stuff for the next class.
"Hey look! It's that little brat again!" Uh-oh I'm in trouble aren't I? I recognize the voice at once, it was Teresa, my bully.
