Whisper

You know that feeling that someone's watching you, or that you heard a voice through the floorboards, or things moving without you moving them. We'll that's basically me. Every were I go I feel watched. Every time I close my eyes I feel as though I need to open them because something, someone is going to stare back.
I'm Katie. Katie Redwood. Your "typical" eighth grader; is tired, is hungry, and we'll basically is a zombie with lipgloss and headphones in. I live in a old rickety house with a younger brother and father. My mom passed away when I was younger, and we don't really know why; the police found her in a lake nearby but almost as if untouched unharmed. It's tragic truthfully but I always want to know more I want to figure out what happened. It haunts me.