The little girl walked up to the abandoned old house that has belonged to five families before. At least one person from each family had gone competely insane due to unknown reasons. How she knows this? It comes to her in voices. Voices that tell her things. Voices that tell her what to do, and she listens to all of them. She has been forbidden to come here without an adult. Her parents won't let her out of the house until she's nineteen exactly, they don't even let her go to school. Each of those five people had a favorite place in tht mansion. One loved the art room, one loved the kitchen, one loved the yard both front and back, one loved the library, and the last one loved the dining room. Those people lost their minds and killed themselves in those favorite spots and their spirits lived on in the house. Each from different time periods. Her barefeet walked along the long driveway as untrimmed trees passed by separated evenly, but she payed no attention at all, she was listening to the voices. Every child around here had those kind of voices, but they soon out grow them. If they don't they go to a mental hospital. When her small feet touched the first splintery stair, it made a creaking sound. The second they touched the second stair though, she was thrown back by an invisible force. " Go away and never ever come back." an unknown voice said to the bleeding girl. " Ugly girl, go away." another voice said laughing. That was the day she swore she would never go back there ever again, never in a million years, she told her self. But little did she know, this house would become a big part of her life when she's nineteen. And that little girl, is me. There's just one problem.......