Once I flashed back into reality where my dad telling about the
legend of the girl, I finally snapped.
"Dad. Seriously, stop," I said, glaring up at him.
He paused, frowning down at me. "Excuse me?"
"Stop," I repeated angrily. "This can't be real. No, stop making
me so paranoid for no reason dad!"
He eyed me for a second. "Nina-"
"I don't want your pathetic excuses dad!" I yelled, standing up.
"This," I gestured to the house, "does not have some crazy-looking
girl living here. Dad, you made me a laughing stock in my new
school!"
"Nina," dad started again. "Believe me-"
I glared at him. "No! I won't believe that this is true." I refused
to believe some weird girl is up in our attic. No.
"If you just let me finish-"
"So you could go on about how the girl wants to kill
us?!" I snapped, making my dad wince.
"Nina, I would never-"
"Just shut UP," I yelled angrily, turning around and storming upstairs.
Angrily, I slumped against the wall beside the stairs.
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The Girl in the Attic
HorrorLong ago, Nina Turner Grandmother told her a story about a girl in the attic. Of course she thought it was part of her grandmother's imagination. Until one night she wakes up from creaking sounds coming from her attic. [may be too scary for reads b...
