66°

The Beginning

66 degrees... That one number, that one temperature. Who even sets their house temperature to 66 degrees in the middle of winter? Well my grandma did. She died. Want to know why? Well it's probably because 66 degrees changed our lives. Well the ones who lived, like me. It all started because my friends and I wanted to have a sleep over. Seems fun right? We thought so too, so we convinced our parents to let us stay at my grandma's house. She is very cool with all the staying over at her house, we practically do it every weekend. Anyway, we had come to her house from the movie theaters where we watched the latest scary movie. 666 was the movie title. My friends and I aren't really paranormal believers, so we just watched the movie to criticize the actors. We had a great time pretending the murderer was really The Rock who came back from the arena to finish a fight he had lost. We had a really great time. So, us, the none paranormal believers decided we would hang out at my grandma's house. So we knocked on my grandma's door, but when she opened the door to greet us, she seemed different. Not like she just got her fingernails painted different, more of she had seen a ghost magically appear out of her closet different. She is a totally paranormal believer so she is agitated and paranoid all the time. So we dismissed her being a little different and we went upstairs, leaving my grandma downstairs to work on her needlework. My best friends, Maddy, Jane, and Adam, love the to tell scary stories that they read from books they find in the grown up section of the library. I personally prefer to read more Non-Fiction, but that's just me. We decide to freak each other out by turning off the lights and getting blankets, along with some flashlights. We all huddled in a circle in the middle of the carpet floor of my grandma's Movie Room. We smile at each other and Adam starts the story line. The one I shall tell today is what I like to call MIRROR MIRROR ON THE WALL. He then takes out a tiny mirror and places it on the floor in the middle of our circle. I asked him why he had a random mirror and he said because he likes to make sure he looks good before telling his favorite stories. I just rolled my eyes and let him continue his story. Ella is putting on her makeup in the schools bathroom before going out with her friends to the bonfire behind the old school. Well, little did she know that it was haunted by a demon. Ella out on her blush, then her mascara, then her lipstick. She was about done when she heard some humming coming from one of the stalls. She called out to see if anyone was there... No one answered. The humming had stopped as soon as she had said something so she went back to putting on her eyeshadow. She then realized that her nose was bleeding. She touched the warm firey red colored blood dripping from her nose. As soon as she touched the blood, the humming started up again. Now uneasy, she went to the stall where it was coming from, she slowly opened the creaking stall. She peaked inside, no one was there. She breathed a sigh of relief, then she went back to the mirror. She gasped as she saw a horrifying sight. We all jumped as Jane let out a blood curtling scream...