October 13, 1995. Devil's backbone, Virginia.
I placed a red rose on her grave, Isabelle Montgomery. One year has passed by, yet her death is still a mystery. "I can't believe it's been a year since she died." Brooke said. "Time flies by," Rebecca paused. "Come on, we're going to be late. Amanda, Edwin, and Caroline are waiting." She said, heading to the car.
My twin sister, Isabelle, died last year days before our birthday. Her case has been going on for a year, but no one found out the truth behind her death. People say she committed suicide, but I know my twin sister and she wouldn't do such a thing.
My mother Ivy went to visit Helen, my stepmother and the mother of Rebecca. Tonight is the anniversary of my sister's death. Minutes later, Edwin welcomed me in his home. He led me to his living room where the rest of our friends were seated.
"I have it with me," Edwin said, taking out the Ouija board.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" Caroline asked in a concerned tone.
"I'm sure," I said confidently.
"Let's see what the spirits have in store for us," Amanda said.
We sat in a circle, surrounded by candles. Caroline placed two fingers on the Planchette (small, heart-shaped piece of wood). She gasped, removing her fingers from the Planchette. "Guys, I don't think we should be messing around with this!" Caroline said.
"It's the only way to find out the truth behind Isabelle's death," Rebecca said. I placed two fingers on the Planchette, waiting for the rest to do so.
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Isabelle (Short story)
HorrorNo one knew the real reason behind her death, it was a mystery that Brooke and her friends were willing to uncover. What happens when a twin sister makes a huge sacrifice that would change their lives forever? #49 in horror.
