Annabelle

It was a slighty windy day and i was preparing for my maths test, i was sitting by the window trying to cool down. Something was bothering me but the problem was, i didn’t know what it was and i know it wasn’t that i was afraid of failing the test. During the test i felt a shiver go down my spine, it felt as if a ghost was hovering around me and looking at my test. I thought i was just going crazy, so i tried to forget about it and carried on writing down answers. After a few minutes i shook my head realising i fell into a deep daydream and that i was staring directly outside at the school cat. I shut my eyes for a while to clear my mind, but instead thoughts about a lost soul had entered my mind. I decided to jot down the things that i saw in my head on the back of my test paper and i couldn’t believe it, the things i was writing down were written in someone else’s handwriting even though i was writing it. The words were ‘ It was a teenage crime ‘, ‘ they left her ‘ and ‘they fled away’. I had no idea what those words meant but i had finished my test, gave it to the teacher and sat staring out the window tryng to clear my mind.

A few days had past and i was doing a quick five minute revise because i had a test, as soon as the teacher said start, a thousand more weird and mysterious thoughts poped into my head. I quickly rushed my test then shut my eyes, all i could see was the word ‘Annabelle’. I decided not to ignore these mysterious words and just listen and go with it, so i whispered a question and closed my eyes and the answer to my question was flashing  in my head. I asked her if she had been murdered and she replied yes, i asked what year she died and she said 1856. 

That night i went home and searched murders in 1856 and a list of crimes came up, i put in the name Annabelle in the search engine and a thousand news paper articles popped up but only one caught my eye. I clicked on the link and read the article, i think the article i was reading was about the annabelle i was comunicating with. The article said that her husband had gone insane after his best friend died and had killed his wife Annabelle and drowned their three children in the lake at the back of their house. I was shocked and felt as if i could feel Annabelle’s pain, i switched off my laptop and layed in bed thinking about the article. 

Weeks went passed and day by day i was getting more paranoid, everywhere i looked people were either depressed or dying. I was going crazy, i didn’t eat for days and i was failing classes. Most days i would stay home trying to get Annabelle’s voice out of my head, i knew i was just imagining things but everything felt so real. The next day i went to school and one of my friends had noticed my weird behaviour and asked if i was okay, i explained to her what i was going through and i was glad she didnt think i was crazy, instead she comforted me and said i should speak to an adult. I took her advice and after lunch i spoke to my favourite teacher, he explained to me that something may be bugging me and the things i’ve been feeling happen to alot of people and its usually just nothing. 

After that day Annabelle hadn’t contacted me and i was feeling my usual happy self, but once again i found myself doing a test and Annabelle had whispered to me that i had betrayed her. She began screaming in my head and i felt so frustrated. When i went home that evening i started crying and tearing apart my room. I didn’t want her in my head anymore and i had no choice.. but to take my own life.