The years is 1945. I was walking with my best friend Timothy, Tim for short. We had just finished school and were heading to our homes. Our homes being across the from each other. I looked at my family big mansion as we stopped. And I saw my Step-Uncle and Aunt. I turned to my red headed bestie and said "Bye Tim!" then started to run to porch of the huge mansion.
"That is one beautiful dress you got there" My Aunt Sasha said as she starred at my blue, white flower designed dress with my gray shelves and white poncho. "Thank you" I said as I hugged her, I loved her and wanted to be happy, but not with my Step-Uncle. He just felt off. I walked past him but he lightly put his hand on my shoulder, and pulled me to face him.
"Don't I get a hug too?" He asked, I sighed and nodded my head. After the hug became to long I choose to slip out of his grip. Which I did. I, then, opened the kitchen door only to see a letter on the table. It was from my parents! I started to read it.
Dear Angel, Me and your father are going to be gone for the rest of today, your Aunt and Step-Uncle will be taking care of you. And please try and get along with Hayden. Be good! -Love Helen and John Ambers.
I had two emotions racing through me, one was anger and the other was worry. I didn't know why I was so worried but I was. Then I thought of an idea 'I'll stay up in my room untill supper then I'll go back up' so I went up to my room and sat there bored. That's when I saw my little poppy I still needed to plant. So I choose to go do that. I know I but I really wanted this plant planted.
I happily skipped down the stairs, to the back door in the colorful and cleaned livingroom. Then out the door I went. Holding my plant above my while racing out the door. I was excited not going to lie. I put the plant down in the place were I wanted to plant it. And then happily skipped over the shed, holding all the gardening equipment. I opened the door only to see darkness. I saw a lighter on the table and along with a candle next to it.
I grabbed the lighter and lit the candle to light up the room. Then I lifted the now being used candle and walked around with it; to light the way to the tools. Once I found them I put the pruners to the aside. Then I picked up a shovel only to feel a sharp pain in my middle of my chest. I screamed. I saw a red liquid dripping down from the pair of pruners enbedded in my chest.
I could hardly breathe. I, somehow, gained the strength to turn my head to see my Step-Uncle Hayden! I feel to the ground out of pain. Almost completely dazed. "H-Hayd-de-en I wi-ll c-come back" was the last words that left my mouth. The last face I saw was his manic-looking grin, and pyschopathic eyes. That will forever haunt me.
*Finally done, you know this is just for fun. Not the killing part of course but I had to inculde it so the story would make sense. I'm tired! Oh yeah- To be continued.*
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Lunacy
Paranormal*WARNING: HAS MURDER* Summary: 13 Year old Kelly has died by her Step-Uncle's hand. Now she has to adjust to her new life as a ghost
