Chapter 1: The Beginnging

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It has been 2 weeks. Living in an apartment that always is uneasy. When I walk into my room, a cold frightening breeze floats pass me. I am mostly worried about my daughter, Maddie. Every night she wakes up crying, then it turns into screams. So, every night I come into her room and sleep with her. I don't even get why I have a bed or even a bedroom. I never sleep in my bed and it's too terrifying to even go into my bedroom!

(2 weeks before moving onto the apartment)
My husband, Jake, died 2 weeks before we moved into the apartment. He got killed in my daughters room in our house. When Maddie got off of school that day she went into her room to play with her dolls and she found her dad laying in her bed dead. I didn't know that he got killed because I figured if he wasn't home he must be out running errands or hanging out with his friends. I didn't search the house or anything, but when I called him he didn't answer. He always answers his phone. That's when I started to get worried. Also, when I heard Maddie scream and run towards me, then I knew something was wrong.

She tried to tell me what was wrong but I couldn't understand her because she was crying so hard. So, she directed me towards her room pointing to her dead father on her bed. I burst into tears and rushed Maddie out of the house. I followed right behind her. We stayed in the car until the police came. They told us we had to move right away so the same thing won't happen to me, especially Maddie.

(Present Day)
It is winter break and Maddie had to stay in the apartment by herself for the day while I went to work. This is her first time staying he alone so I am probably going to worry about her all day long. I told her I promise I would call her at lunch and I did. When I called her she answered right away so I thought that was a good sign. The weird thing was when I said hi she didn't respond. So, I started to worry. All I heard was breathing. I yelled and told her to answer me. Nothing. The breathing got louder and louder every time I tried to speak. Then, out of nowhere, all you hear is glass shatter. Then, very loud screaming. "MADDIE!"

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