I was only six back then. I was hiding under my mothers bed, my dad had told to hide until he was back. I could hear my moms screams from the kitchen, but I was too scared to move.

My name is Addison Jones. I am 15 years old. I had long black hair that went down to my bottom and gray eyes. I was pale as a ghost, at least thats what my mom would always say. I had just moved to a small town in Pennsylvania where I went to my first year of public school. Being taught by my mother at home my entire life, sophomore year was a huge reality check for me. I didn’t really fit in. Most of the girls here were blonde and had lots of friends, and I was…alone. I always was alone. For as long as I could remember, everybody didn't pay much attention to me. I've never had a "friend", and I can't recall the last time anyone other than my mom payed much attention to me.. at all, for the most part. Even my teachers payed me little to no attention. I didn’t like school, but because of my fathers death, my mom could no longer teach me as she had to work. I was only a week into school and everything was normal… until it happened.

My happy and relaxed life is ruined when she comes. Who is she? ... 'N-No..No!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!' o_o Please read to know the continuation >///<