I lived in the countryside with my sister Diane and my parents. There were no other houses or people for miles. But we had a big, old house with lots of space and a huge garden. I always liked to play with Diane somewhere outside because there were no other kids. Sometimes our dolls disappeared and reappeared again what was quiet strange for us. We often had the feeling that something was watching us. Especially when I was alone, I thought there was something right behind me. One day, I started to hear noises but I didn't give it much attention because it was an old house. Then it suddenly started to smell like rotten flesh and the next moment the smell was gone. Until that time I still had a happy, normal life just like any other kid my age.
Until my experience. One night, I woke up and wanted to drink some water in the kitchen. It was dark and there was nothing unusual. When I drank, I heard a noise from the basement. I had no fear and was curious. It sounded a bit like a knock at the door. So I entered the basement and tiptoed downstairs. The moonlight shone on one of the white walls. Then I saw it the first time. It was a little girl with black hair and a white dress which had some blood stains. She stood in a corner and stared on the floor. She was sad... I asked her a couple of questions but she didn't answer any of them. I was worried if she was allright and came closer to her. She rose her head and I saw her face. It was terrible. Half of her face seemed like it had no skin, the other side had blood and such a white skin like a corpse. I tried to run away or to scream but I wasn't able. Suddenly everything turned black...
The following day I woke up in front of my room. I found a black-white photo in my hand where I recognised this girl and her family standing in front of our house. Unfortunately Diane had almost the same experience in the basement. We promised each other not to go there anymore and not to say a word to our parents. A long period we had a peaceful life, even if I sometimes saw silhouettes of her.
One day, I woke up early and decided to go to Diane. When I opened the door in her room, I wasn't able to find her anywhere. But my parents weren't able too. So we searched for Diane all day. At night, I heard a loud scream from the basement. It remembered me that my sister met the little girl again and told me that she was very angry and sad because of the bad people who killed her. Now she wants to take vengeance. There were other loud noises and something scratched at the door like an animal. I went downstairs to see what happened. Before I opened the door in the basement, it became quiet. I felt my heartbeat. Then I ran straight into that room and stopped. I didn't breathe and cried. I saw Diane, hung up and dead. It was a horrible way of dying. The left side of her face looked like it had no skin and there was her blood everywhere. She even wore a white dress just like that little girl. On the wall, somebody wrote "LEAVE MY HOUSE OR YOU'RE NEXT" with her blood. My parents came too. They were so terrified and shocked... We took quickly all our important things and left the house...forever. On our way, I thought that now the little girl wasn't alone anymore.
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