The Diary (ON HOLD)

The old man stared into my face with his filmy blue eyes. "You look a lot like a girl who used to live here," he said. "The one who's dead." The word 'dead' sounded eerie, kind of like a rusty door hinge. "I've never been here before," I said, becoming more afraid. "I think you have." the old man said. As I backed away, he continued to follow me, step by step. "Dont you want to know how she died?" The man smiled.... in the creepiest way possible. I took a deep breath. "What happened?" "She was murdered.... by one of her friends." Scarlet cant stop reading the old diary which mysteriously appears in her locker one day. Little by little, she starts to become more like the girl whose words she reads. Even having her memories and seeing the world through her eyes. A dead girls eyes. Soon Scarlet is convinced that she was the girl who wrote the diary, in a past life. But the terror is about to come alive once more. For the girl who wrote the diary was murdered. And the killer is once more after her. Was she going to die.... again?