Whispers In The Dark ; ahs

Chapter 3

        "Eat it!" They shout as they throw food at me.
        "C'mon Amy, aren't you going to eat?"
        "Oh wait, I forgot. You don't eat!"
        Multiple people shout that over and over again. I try to ignore it but I can't.
        "SHUT UP!!" I scream louder than ever before. Every eye is focused on me. Some run away and some stay until a teacher comes and sends me to the guidance office. 
        The guidance consular looks at me straight in the eye and asks me, "Do you know why you are here?" 
        "Because I was being bullied." 
        "What is bullying?" 
        "Seriously? You are asking me what bullying is? I find absolutely hilarious that you are asking me that."

        When I get home, I run upstairs screaming and crying. I slam my door and cry into my pillow. "Don't cry." Someone says behind me and I look to notice a girl with dirty blonde hair.

        "W-who are you?"
        "Violet Harmon"
        "How... did you get here?"
        "If I told you, you wouldn't believe me."
        "Tell me" I just barely make out
        "I'm dead. And so is most likely everyone you met in this house."
        "W-what..."

        I suddenly get a flashback to a couple of days ago, when everyone kept shouting things like "Maybe she'll kill herself like that one chick," and the "Or maybe she'll go on a killing rage and get killed by the SWAT team." 

        I close my eyes and take a deep breath. I open them again and try to stay calm but I break down into tears again. Violet trys to calm me down. She tells me how she was bullied and how the kids at that school suck.

        She puts it in this way that makes me laugh even though I'm crying in her shoulder. Yet when I look up, she's gone and instead of her shoulder I'm crying into a pillow. I take the pillow and throw it at the wall.

       After hours of crying, I get up and walk to my laptop. I slowly go onto google and search up "Tate Langdon" and find multiple things on how he in 1994, at Westfield High ( My highschool), murdered 15 people along with permanently handicapping the school librarian. Then was later shot and killed by a SWAT team in this very room. I close my eyes and close my laptop. This can't be him. I saw him the other day. He can't be dead. I slowly walk out of my room and slam my door.  

        "What do you think you are doing to my door?" A voice says and I look up to see a guy with dark brown hair. I scream and run downstairs.
        "Mom! Mom mom mom mom mom mom!!!!!!" I cry as I run into her.
        "Amy.. What's wrong? You look like you've seen a ghost." 
        "I did Mom, I did."
        "Amy..."
        "Mom. This house is haunted and we need to get out! It's called Murder House for a reason,         Mom!"
        "Amy... What's wrong?"
        "You wouldn't understand" I say as I walk away from her and go into the basement.

        I  quickly walk down the stairs and stand in the middle of the basement. "Tate! Tate! Goddammit Tate! I know you are down here!" I scream over and over again until he puts his hand on my shoulder. 
        "Ames what's wrong?"
        "You-your dead."