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16 years later 

6/6/1996

"Thank you!!" i  drunkenly laugh climbing out of my friends car i stumbling to my home, i slowly opened the door trying to to wake my mom and dad up.

i slowly shut the door and baby crawl up the stairs until i get to my room, i closed my bedroom door and fell in front of my mirror and looked at myself.

"I wonder what you was like before." i whisper to myself, god my drunk thoughts are already kicking in, "Why did you do it huh?" my head lowered not because i was sad, but it was getting harder to keep my head up.

This defiantly wasn't me thinking right now, yes i do often wonder what drove him to murder but its not like i really knew him.

i pick my head up to prepare myself to stand up, as soon as i did i seen a face in the mirror, i jumped out of my skin "fucking hell its Casper the ghost-" i was stopped by a pair of cold hands covering my mouth, i soon sobered up

"Shh, you'll wake everyone up"

"Grayson?"

"what the fuck"  i shut my eyes tightly, i open my eyes and he was gone.

"im just drunk im just drunk." i repeated to myself while standing up

"Nope" i heard a voice but couldn't see anything 

"look in the mirror" the voice said 

i walked over the to the mirror and focused on it until he appeared again, i had to stop myself from screaming 

"Hey Kimberly" he said, i noticed the blood on his shirt "Hey" i said with a shaky voice.

"i wont hurt you i swear" he promised me, i turn around to look at him but he was gone 

"you can only see me in the mirror" his voice echoed i turned back around and there he was 

"this is crazy" i spoke up a bit 

"Why did you do it" i asked 

"i have my reasons" 

"Not good enough, you killed 9 people" i said walking to my bed 

"maybe not, but that's my reply Kimberly" his voice echoed my room again.

"How do you know how i am?" i asked shocked 

"I watched you grow up and try to hard to be mom and dads golden child" 

"there wasn't much compilation to go against" i replied with a slight bit of angry inside.

he just laughed.

"Go to sleep" his voice echoed 

"i have more questions" i said sitting up.

"you've asked too many go to sleep" and with that i heard a sneeze sound and he was gone.   



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