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Martha Hale gave an angry groan as she dragged her box down the stairs. She was furious her best friend hadn’t shown up like she had promised and got ready to scream her head off when she came.

  “Packed all your things, baby?” Mrs Hale asked, concerned.

  “Yes!”

  “Isn’t your friend coming to bid you goodbye?”

  “I doubt!” Martha gritted, pulling the box outside.

  Mary Ivan lived on Lexley lane, 300km from Martha’s house. Just kidding! Her house wasn’t a stone-throw from Martha’s house but was close if you took a ride down without hesitation.

  Mary had slept late the night before, while stuck masturbating under the sheet. She had jerked off a thousand times, not wanting to stop. While screaming Martha’s name a thousand times while her parents were out, she came a gazillion and began all over. She and Martha had known from fifth grade and had been best friends from there and partners from ninth. How they got to get into the lesbian world, was when they experimented one night. They had had a sleepover that day and were left alone in the room. Martha had asked Mary if she wanted to play a game. “Say, Mary Lou,” she started. “Do you want to play a game?” Martha’s eyes glistened with excitement, as Mary Lou nodded. The latter had her arms on the bed as she watched Martha inch closer to her. She could hear the beating of her soft, gentle heart, and the sheet rustling underneath them. She moved backwards as Martha brought her head closer to hers, with no idea what she wanted to do. “Shut your eyes,” was all her friend breathed, and the stunned innocent girl did as she was told, although she was scared.

  Martha sealed her lips with a gentle kiss, and Mary’s belly tightened at the signal. Loving the taste of her tongue, and the warm feeling it gave, she lowered her hands to her best friend’s petite breasts.

  Mary had loved the way Martha played with her breasts, and she loved it even more when she brought her lips closer to them. Her parents had no idea what was going on in her room, and she moaned lightly as her best friend gave each of her tinnies a suck.

  An easy passage to Mary’s developing cup below was achieved, and the poor treasure that wasn’t supposed to be touched was parted with a silky tongue. Mary remembered all that happened the previous night as she bleeped herself to sleep. As she licked her lips at every interval, she rubbed her clit very fast, making sure she worked her nipples and shit-hole, undenied. The tingling feeling they emanated gave her the chills. And, by the time she was done, her sweat had drenched the sheet, with her squirts all over it.

  Mary didn’t mind if her parents came home at that moment. All she needed was a nice, cozy sleep, which she had, only to wake up by 9 am, where she was to face an angry auburn-haired.

“Oh, shit! Oh, shit…!” She knew what she was in for.

“Off to where Mary Lou?” Mrs Ivan called from the stairs.

“Martha’s leaving for college today, and I gotta be there.” She ran past her Mom, almost tripping. Mounting her bike, not caring to put her helmet on, she rode off very fast, taking no notice of anyone. Moving into Migsdale lane, reaching The Hale's, she stopped and got off her bike.

“I know you’ll be a good girl, honey… while you’re there,” She met Mrs Hale talking.

  “Mary?” Mrs Hale raised her head from her daughter’s shoulder. “Oh, it’s nice of you to come.”

  Martha grouched as she realized her best friend was standing there.

  “Martha…”

  “ I can see her perfectly, mother,” Martha gruffed as she hesitated to greet her.

  Mary drew closer as Mrs Hale gave way for her to greet Martha. “You didn’t think I’d let you leave without saying goodbye?” Mary arched her brows with her hands stuck in her pants’ pockets.

   Martha softened, “I’ll miss you,” she hugged her best friend dearly.

  Mary remembered once again, the happy memories they made. The rollercoaster ride—the merry ski trip. She remembered the countless make-outs and smooching that went on behind their parents’ backs. They were yet to tell them that they were more than best friends, so the couple’s stuff was kept hidden.

  “I don’t want you to go…”

  “Oh, Mary can come with us… if that’s what you want,” Mrs Hale opined.

  Martha looked at Mary, pushing out her lips. “I will!” The latter exclaimed with joy. A day from home won’t be bad, she thought as they both hugged. The duo got into the car, and Mrs Hale shook her head as she smiled.

  What a fantastic day it would have been for them… if only they had made it past Migsdale lane.

I was almost discouraged from posting here... because one of my stories got stolen. Oh, well

... I missed you guys, though no one bothered to ask of me

For the newbies who don't know me here 👇

Wrote this when I was bored. I hope you like it

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It was him, after all, I remember now; the way he smiled at me and had those dazzling eyes directly on me. He was sweet in every way and pretty cute, and he could take any girl off her feet and make her want him. His name was Raymond... the man every girl loved. Now, walk with me, for this is a story about a certain girl, and how she met her doom!

Oops. Just kidding!

"Anna, what's getting you amused?" My best friend, Halle, asked, watching me.

"Nothing." I smiled.

"Ah-ah. Don't tell me 'nothing', girl, 'cause that look on your face certainly says something," she arched her brows, wanting me to speak.

"Do you remember the handsome prince who lives down the lane?"

"Oh, you mean Raymond? Everybody knows Raymond. Who doesn't?"

"Well, he's been preoccupying my mind ever since. He's so handsome, Halle," I pouted my lips.

"Uh, are you sure you're okay? You're acting weird."

I certainly was, totally mesmerized by him. Oh, this feeling! I yelped in my mind, smashing my legs together.

•* *

The clock in my room struck. Noon, it signalled. It was time for me to get going. Lunch was in an hour, and I didn't want to be late.

"Welcome, Anna," Mrs Hans' voice rang.

Now, you might be wondering who's Mrs Hans. Don't worry, I will tell you.

"Raymond will be down in a minute."

I smiled elegantly at her. Oh, isn't she sweet?

Her red necklace attracted me and I got busy staring at it. She looked really beautiful and had these gorgeous lips that anyone wouldn't fail to notice.

"Oh, no. Not Anna." A familiar voice made me express subtle surprise. Isn't he happy to see me?

"Certainly not Anna," I thought I heard him say.

"Hi, Raymond," I greeted, ignoring his gruff.

He was dressed in a black tuxedo, looking like he was going somewhere.

"Before you ask-" Mrs Hans made to speak.

"Don't stress it, ma," Raymond said as he aimed for the door.

"Oh, c'mon. You're being rude now!" I called back at him, but he refused to look back at me.

Slam-the door went as I turned to Mrs Hans. "Don't worry, I'll talk to him..."

I took a deep breath and slumped on the sofa. When is he ever going to acknowledge me?

"My son, Raymond..."

I lifted my head as Mrs Hans sat down beside me. What about him? I wanted to ask, but I kept shut.

"You seem to be interested in him. Do you know why I invited you for lunch?"

Her voice trailed as I remembered the invitation.

"You should come to our house, sometime. Perhaps, lunch?" I snapped out immediately as my words got trapped. "Y-yes," I gave a bit of a moist to my lips.

"Interesting," she said and got up.

"Isn't it that?" I got nervous, feeling rolls of sweat on both sides of my face.

"You're nervous. Don't be." She tried to calm me. "Now, I know a lot of girls are interested in Ray." To my surprise, she moved to the refrigerator and got a can of beer out of it. "Want some?" She gave me a whimsical smile, walking back to me. "Oh, don't be scared, darling. I won't tell." She said as she sat back down beside me.

Mrs Hans was getting me scared. She wasn't acting in her usual way. "Oh, I'm h--ny," out of the blue, she moaned and grabbed my chin before I could say anything.

Slam-her lips came on mine and my nose was squashed by hers.

"Mrs Hans-" I struggled to breathe, pulling away from her.

"I'm... I'm sorry, darling," she seemed as though she got herself. "I-I didn't mean to..."

"You're... you're a lesbian?" I couldn't believe my eyes.

Not like it was a crime to be one in the States, but Mrs Hans? I had a hard time believing.

Ding-dong-the sound of the doorbell made us shudder, as Mrs Hans motioned to me to be quiet.

Saved by the bell, I thought, thinking it was over, but Mrs Hans had other plans in store.

"Um, I should go..."

Her eyes said, 'Don't you dare!', as she grabbed me and pushed me back onto the sofa.

"Diane?" A coo female's voice drawled in."Diane, are you in?"

Mrs Hans had her palm on my mouth by the time she asked.

"Diane! Oh, I guess she's not in." We heard her sigh.

"Now, where were we?" Mrs Hans lowered her hand the moment her friend was gone. The friendly Mrs Hans was gone, and a whole new beast was awakened. All efforts to move out of her grasp proved abortive as she remained atop me.

"Oh, this is going to be a long day," she ran her tongue on the side of my face as she ground her yet-clad mound on mine. "You're so sweet. You're so sweet..." she cackled as she dry-humped me.

"You're a monster!" I aimed for the vase by the corner-a fast aim that saved me from the whimsical creature.

Smash! I had it on her face before she could block me, and sprang up before she could grab ahold of my pants.

You should have seen me. I ran like a pronghorn avoiding being fed on by a lion. Of course, I was the prey, or at least I'd have been.

I never set foot in The Hans' residence, and I soon got over Raymond... and killed my imagination.

~The Shock

Just wrote this. The title's Ikemefuna. I wanted to make it a book but I already have a lot of things on my plate. I just hope you love this one



I ran swiftly along the narrow path, being chased by my mother. She was my stepmother, but I preferred calling her 'Mama', as she was a replacement after my Mom died.

  Dad had gone to the farm the day it began—Mom acting strange and grabbing a knife, as though she was possessed. We stayed in a hut, not an inch close to civilization, and I was left to run for my dear life... and survive that noon.

  What could have made her act that way? I asked myself as my heart raced. She was catching up with me, and I could feel it. And, in no time, I felt a sharp edge on the back of my head.

~~~

  "Ikemefuna," I woke up to a surly voice. It was my mother. Scared that she was going to do something worse, I moved back in fear, though in pain, as she made to touch my hand.

  "You ungrateful child...!" Her expression changed. "Haven't I been kind to you?"

  I felt like spitting on her.

  "Akaego," My father's voice filled the air. "Akaego, where are you?"

Mama signalled to me to be quiet. "Oh, my husband," she wore an innocent look. "Welcome, my husband." She moved out of the hut, leaving me in pain.

  Papa rushed in as though he had seen a ghost, and I struggled to raise myself, feeling a throbbing pain.

  "Your mother told me everything. How did it happen?"

  I looked confused, wondering what lie she had told him.

  "Ikemefuna is such a lucky boy, my husband," Mama came in, with her arms folded. "You should have seen the way he fell. Oh, thank God he lived to tell the tale." She gave me a wicked eye as she acted nice.

  "Where does it hurt? Did you hit your chest?"

  I wanted to tell him the truth. My father panicked before my very eyes, and I was sorry that I was much of a coward to have hidden the truth from him.

  What is going on? No, I cannot stay in this place.

  "You have to go, my son," a solemn voice hovered in my ears.

  "Father, do you hear that?" I looked to where my father stood.

  "He's gone delusional," I swore I heard my stepmother say.

  " What voice, my son?"

  It came again. "Don't let her win."

  It sounded just like what my mother would say. She always told me never to let anyone win... that I was to do my best at all times.

  That night, I plotted a way to be out of the hut, away from the beast of a woman, and took the gun papa had bought me and set off.

When the word best friend rings, what comes to your mind?

Someone who is always there?

...or someone who's always got your back?

The sort I had was different if I should say. We loved almost the same thing and did things together.

We were in different classes but always sneaked out to see. The bathroom was our secret place, where lots of things went on without anyone knowing.

My best friend was Janine, the principal's daughter, and no one knew the things we did.

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Wrote this three years ago. Please ignore mistakes*

“Are we there yet?” Jade Hadley’s voice came. “It’s taking really long, now.” Jade grumbled.

Jade was a rebellious, almond eyes, teenager: A tenth grader with such shiny blonde hair, yay high and pretty slender at age sixteen, making her really flexible.

“Yeah, Dad.” Daniel cut in. “My butt’s starting to ache real bad.” He said.

Daniel was the exact replica of his father, but had his mother’s blue eyes with a Harry Potter glasses hovering around it. He was smallish, no doubt and pretty smart, despite the fact he was only seven.

“Won’t be long now,” Mr Hadley said to them.

“Oh, Jade, quit pushing!” Daniel shouted.

“Me?!” She gasped. “You’re the one occupying everywhere with your smelly backside. I wonder if it ever stops growing,” She mocked.

“At least it’s way better than yours….FLAT a$$!” He stressed, sticking out his tongue.

“You scum…..!”

“Jade!”

“Nothing, Father.” Jade laughed.

“Oh, it better be or else….”

“I’m gonna be double grounded. So last season.” Jade scoffed.

“Or worse.” Mr Hadley replied.

“Yeah, yeah. Tell me about it.” Jade shrugged.

“You doing okay there, boy?”

“Doing okay?! Dad it’s f****ng hot in here.”

“Words, son. Words!” Mr Hadley cautioned.

“Oops. Sorry.” Daniel giggled.

“Will deal with ya later,” Jade whispered, acting normal again.

“Dad, do you think Mum’s gonna be coming home for Christmas?” asked Daniel.

“No, son. Don’t really think so.” Mr Hadley replied.

“Like she’s ever free?” Jade scoffed.

“Jade, you know your mum’s always busy at work, but don’t worry, I know she’ll come around.” He said, taking a peek at the mirror.

Reading the expression on their faces, a faint smile broke across his lips. “You two okay there?” He added, “I know you guys miss your mum so much, and I know she does, but you gotta….”

“Dad, look out!” Jade cried, seeing an haggard old lady appear suddenly.

“Whoa!” Mr Hadley exclaimed, jerking the car to a stop. “Baby, why’d you scream so loud?

“Yes, J! Are you crazy?! You would have gotten us killed” Daniel barked.

“I…I thought I saw something,” She shivered. “I…Gosh! I’m so sorry, Dad. I-I shouldn’t have screamed like that. I just….”

“Well, you keep your keep thinking to yourself!” Daniel broke in, eyeing her. “Imagine if dad had no control of the brake?”

“Be quiet, Danny.” Mr Hadley hushed.

“But dad….”

“I said be quiet!” He glared, as Daniel huffed, averting his gaze. “Good. Now baby, why don’t you just listen to some music and take your mind off whatever thing you said you saw, okay? It’s just your mind playing tricks on you, nothing more.” He assured.

“Okay, Dad.” Jade gave a reluctant smile.

She took her headphone out, placing them on the sides of her head, as she listened to one of her favorite songs, sitting out the rest of the journey in silence, making no utterances, as they drove past swaying trees and old houses in the void, lonely street – Houston.

JADE’S P.O.V

Our new house was nothing like the old one. Even our rez was a lot more different from Triton and I hated the fact we had to move from such scenery to a creepy new house with nothing but weird, freaky pictures and cobwebs hovering on all corners. I’d have sworn no one lived here for years if not Dad knew all about it.

“Psst, over here,” Daniel beckoned to me as I averted my gaze from the dark room.

I’d thought I heard whispering voices come from inside, but it couldn’t have been real, could it now?

I made towards him with eager eyes. “What’s that?”

“Man, you gotta see this.” He grinned, pulling me with him.

“See what!? Danny, I swear, if you’re gonna play your silly pranks on me, I will -” I stopped, my mouth wide open. “What the hell!?” I exclaimed, staring at the scattered tools lined up on the floor.

“You ain’t seen nothing, dude.” He chuckled, motioning to his left.

There stood a red carving on the scratched, faded wall; markings written in nothing I’d never seen.

“What does it say?” Daniel asked.

“I don’t know, maybe -” I stopped to listen, hearing someone approaching.

“Ah, jeez! We’re so in,” Daniel panicked. “Dad can’t know we went this far. He’ll kill us!” He vibrated.

“Shush. Come with me.” I tagged at his sleeves.

I rolled my eyes around, scanning the room for a really good hiding spot, catching glimpse of a door at the far end. That door, I gave a slight thought, but got distracted at the sound of the footsteps drawing closer now.

“I see it! I see a door up ahead.” Danny’s eye danced as he made to move around the tools.

“Danny! Danny, come here,” I whispered lowly, having no other choice.

“Hurry, Jade! Dad will be here any minute.” He said to me, turning the door knob as the door swung open, revealing an eye-opening secret.

* * *

Sirens wailed and men dressed in uniforms went about securing the perimeter of the Hadley’s residence.

“Mr Harley, may I ask who found the bodies sprawled on the floor?” The man in uniform asked.

“It’s Hadley, actually.” Mr Hadley corrected. “Charlie Hadley.” He added. “And yeah, my kids were the ones who found ’em. We just moved in, not quite long though.” His eyes twitched.

“Uh. I see.” The Inspector said, eyes locked on him. “Well, that’ll do…for now.” He said, getting up. “But I’ll have to warn you, Mr. This rez is quite an ugly one for townies like you, so I reckon you best be careful. Don’t want them kids getting hurt or anything.” He warned, stepping out.

“Thank you, Inspector. Have a nice day.” He said.

Daniel crawled out from under the stairs. “Father, are we moving again?” He asked innocently.

“Son?” Mr Hadley turned. “Have you been eavesdropping all this while?” He gaped at him.

“Ouch!” A groan came from behind the sofa by the window, as Mr Hadley’s eyes popped in the direction.

“Jade!!!”

“Sorry, Daddy. Didn’t mean for that.” She spoke, crawling out.

“Oh, you two got a lot of explanation to do.” He frowned, eyeing them both.

“Don’t look at us.” Jade shrugged, slumping onto the sofa.

“But Dad, are we really moving?”

“Ugh! Please tell me this isn’t happening again,” Jade chimed in, getting up.

“Well….”

“Seriously, Dad? All our lives we’ve been moving, and just because we saw two bloody bodies upstairs, would make us want to move…again!” She ranted. “I mean, don’t you ever get it!? We’re always moving and it upsets me so much. I don’t even get a chance to decide or even say how I feel about it, or even Danny. And besides, it’s not like Mum’s always with us.” She complained. “You know what, I’ve had quite a long day, so I’ll be going upstairs now, away from you two!” She sighed, making for the stairs.

“Jade! Oh, don’t you dare walk out on me, Miss, or you’ll be grounded!!” Her father threatened.

“Like I haven’t experienced worse!?” She scoffed, walking out on him.

Mr Hadley stood speechless, watching as she went out of sight. He looked back at Daniel, who gave a pity stare and scurried upstairs.

He knew his daughter hated the fact that they had to move, but he was left with no option. Oh, Selena. How I wish you were here, he hoped, a sigh eluding his lips.

“Say, Jade. Why’d you talk that way to Dad? It wasn’t really his fault…”

“Oh, everything that’s happening right now is his!” Jade blurted out.

“You gotta take it easy on him, sis. Dad’s going through a lot, you know and we’re the only people he’s got, with Mum away.” Daniel spoke.

“Oh, you mean Mum who’s in Ireland having the best time of her life?” She asked rhetorically. “Look, Danny, I just wanna be left alone and I certainly do not want you getting into my biz.”

“You mean our business!?”

She scowled, raising a brow at him. “You better get out. Get out, I say! Get out!!” She barked, grabbing his arm.

“Ow, ow, ow!! Jaden….”

“Just get out of my room. And don’t look back!” She yelled, slamming the door.

Oh, God! She breathed, tossing herself on the bed, taking up her headphone, carefully placing them on the sides of her head, as she slowly drifted off to sleep.

JADEN

I awoke in the middle of nowhere, brush wood and bladed grasses crowding all around me. I rose up, looking down as my bosom stood in sight, surprising me. How am I bare? I asked, stunned.

I tried to fathom out where I was, as I heard soft whispers in the wind. “Holy crap!”I shivered, goosebumps flushing over me.

“Do not be afraid, Seed of Eve,” A pale blue eyes girl emerged from the bushes, her body clothed in white.

I felt cold instantly, moving backwards.

“Come. I won’t hurt you.” She said to me, stretching forth her hand.

I swallowed hard, watching her move towards me, her hand clasping mine, as cold chills went up my spine. “Y-y-you’re bloody cold,” I shook.

“You must come with me, Daughter of Eve,” She demanded.

“Wh-why do you call me that?” I asked.

“You’ll see,” She smiled. “We must hurry. Hurry,” Her voice rang in my ears.

I had no choice, but to follow her, as she led me deeper into the woods until we came upon an open field: A cottage emerging out of nowhere as we approached.

I gasped, staring agape. “Where are we?”

“Your worst nightmare!!” A loud laughter broke out

I screamed so loud, the roaring wind enclosing my piercing cry, as sharp claws dug into my skin, erupting more screams.

I stood helplessly, watching fiery eyeballs roll by themselves, my legs covered in blood, as water dripped from her skin onto the bloody ground. I cried, but to no avail, feeling hot, salty sweat roll down my face, as I struggled to be free from her grasp; my lids giving up and lips quivering without pause.

I breathed in, still wrestling with the demon, as sounds of forest birds hovered as though they were making mockery of me.

“You belong to me, Daughter of Evelyn!” She laughed once more, vanishing into thin air.

I heaved a sigh of relief, slumping to the ground, a word escaping my lips. “Help-” I muttered twice, panting for breath as a hand gripped my neck so hard, my eyeballs getting rolled up as I gagged, accepting my fate.

SELENA

My whole body steamed as I paced restlessly with a worried expression. I looked across where my daughter laid totally helpless and pale, feeling really sorry that I wasn’t there for her, and miserable that I couldn’t do anything about her state. Oh, Jaden. Please stay with us. Please—

It’s been three days and yet nothing. Not a muscle moved or even a finger shaken. She shouldn’t be going through this…she shouldn’t be going through any of it, I winced, making towards her. I caressed her face, a tear rolling down my cheeks, as I graced her forehead with a kiss I hoped will yank her up.

“I’m so sorry, my little girl. I’m really sorry,” I said to her, taking her hand in mine.

I knew the apologies weren’t going to do anything, but my heart couldn’t bear the thought of losing my only daughter…my little princess.

“You should eat something, you know.” My husband spoke. “You haven’t eaten anything yet and you being like this won’t make the situation any better.” He said, taking his hand off the door.

The longest he’s ever talked since I arrived. Seems I’m not the only one blaming myself. “You’re finally talking,” I gave a faint smile.

“Didn’t have a choice,” He shrugged. “You know, I’ve been thinking,” He moved closer. “Isn’t it time we told Jaden the truth?” He asked.

I felt a burning sensation in my heart, “Charlie, no -” I made to talk.

“I’m serious. It’s being sixteen years, Selene. Sixteen years, and I feel she’s ready for the truth, or do you prefer we keep it from her…until when?” He questioned.

“She’s only a child. We just can’t. I…I still see my little girl and I just don’t know…”

“Even I, but Selena we can’t keep up with this anymore. Sooner or later, she’ll find out -” He sighed, getting up. “You’re right. I really hope she wakes up soon.”

“You’re worried about her, aren’t you?”

“Of course. Something this great isn’t just some ordinary thing she can handle alone. You and I know that.”

She drew her breath,”I know, and I know our little girl will handle whatever thing it is. I know she will…”

JADEN

I flung my eyes open, feeling the darkness around me. I’m trapped, I realized, trying to wriggle my body as it rubbed against a hard surface.

A coffin, I breathed, my breath getting thinner…no air. I made to shout but was totally unable to as I laid motionless, panting real hard and sweating profusely, being enclosed.

It felt as if my inside was on the brink of giving up, I just couldn’t…couldn’t breathe. I prayed silently, as I felt myself slip slowly into death’s grasp as the words “don’t give up” echoed in my ears.

You’re strong…you’re strong, Jaden. I know you can do this…I know you can. Get up…get up. Get up!!

The voice urged me on, though I had no idea where it came from, but I still heeded to, trying not to give up as the coffin flung open to my surprise, a hand reaching for me…

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“Jaden? Jaden….oh my God. Oh my God. You’re alive…you’re alive!” Mrs Hadley’s voice echoed in the background.

“M-mum? Mum, where am I?” She winced. “My head…my head hurts so bad,”

“Oh, don’t worry, baby. You’ll be fine. You’ll be fine, my love.” She said, embracing her, face soaked with tears. “My little baby. Oh, I thought I’d lost you so. God.”

“How am I here, mother? I thought I was dead?” She muttered weakly. “And…and where’s Dad? Oh no, Dad! I should apologize to him right away. I should apologize to him. I’m really sorry…I’m really sorry.” She went on, trembling in her arms.

“Oh, baby. Your Dad went to get some of your things at home. He’ll be back soon.”

“Why is she after me? What did I ever do to her?” She asked, scared.

“Who baby? Who’s after you?” Her Mum asked, cupping her cheeks.

“The girl in white. She…she -” She went mute, averting her gaze, her eyes focused on the window. “Mum,” She called. “She’s here, mother. She’s going to kill me…she’s going to kill me!” She cried in terror, clinging to her mother’s arm.

Mrs Hadley swerved, her eyes burning with fury.”You!”

“You can see her?”

“You slaver of the underworld,” She continued, ignoring her. “You demon of the night! I command you to depart…depart and leave us be!!” She scowled, her cross lifted in the air.

“She’s mine. She’s mine!!!”

The girl in white growled, transforming into a monstrous beast…ten feet bigger.

She gaped, horrified, watching her Mum race towards it as it tore her limbs by limbs.

She screamed in terror, watching the horrifying scene as she jumped out of bed, legs weakened as she managed to grab hold of the door knob.

It’s jammed, Jaden panicked as she felt light, her body suspended in the air. “Please…please don’t kill me!” She breathed.

“I’m not here to kill you,” It spoke. “You have something I need!” It snorted, tightening it’s hairy fist as she choked. “That’s right, little Eve.” He bellowed, swinging her out the window.

I saw myself underneath millions of corpses, a loud scream eluding my lips; the strong malodor of death surrounding me as it blinded me, almost making me give up.

Then came the voice, this time louder than ever as I felt strength gather up inside of me…strength I’ve never felt before.

I pushed through…harder than ever.

Stronger…like a hurricane.

Unbeatable…like a phoenix as I rose, finally gaining stand, climbing to the top, thousands of gravestones encircling me like hovering heads.

It’s all a nightmare, Jaden. All of these isn’t real, I tried to comfort, taking a deep breath as I inched closer.

Closer….closer.

I stopped, seeing a red light glow not so far from where I stood; five hooded figures circling around it. I didn’t like it here. I didn’t want to stay. All I wished for was to be back home…where my mother and father were, and my brother, too.

I inched closer once more, aiming to take a closer view as I went behind one of the gravestones, it’s body marked in blood, having the same writing I saw at our house. I shivered, trying not to make a noise as I took my eyes off it, paying attention to what laid in front; chants of victory coming from each, a bowl held in their hands…fire like I’ve never seen before burning like an inferno as it consumed them, the air reeking of their screams.

“Jaden?” A voice called.

I quickly turned around, “N-nana?”

“You shouldn’t be here, Jaden. You shouldn’t be here!!” She shouted, a huge hurricane from nowhere sweeping me off.

“Come on, Jaden. You can do this.” I heard, though unconscious as I felt life return back to me.

I weakly opened my eyes, three eager faces looking down at me. “Mother? Father?” I muttered, giving a weak smile, my lips feeling chapped.

“Yes, baby. It’s us.”

“And Danny,” My little brother said excitedly as a tear rolled down my face.

“Oh you guys. I thought I’d never see you again.”

“Oh. Don’t talk like that, baby. Nothing will happen to you.” My Mum said to me, embracing me; Dad and Danny following alongside.

We were caught up in a wonderful moment and I certainly didn’t want to let go of any of them.

I couldn’t exactly recall the last time we did that, but it made me feel safe, happy—relieved. Only my memories never came back.

““•““

Strange things were happening around me. A girl with a red ribbon walked past me, without anyone seeing her. I knew no one saw her but me, with the way the whole class paid attention to what the teacher was saying. Dad got me into this new school, by the way. Lezechten Quinton High. It was a big school with lots of students, who seemed creepy in my eyes. Their uniform was all black. Like, why would anyone choose that awful colour, when he’s not a devil?

••••>>>

“Jaden. Jaden.”

I woke up from my slumber. “Wh-where am I?”

The same girl with the red ribbon turned to face me. “Save me,”

I shook intensely where I sat.

“Save me-”

“Hey, newbie. You okay?”

I was called back to reality by a female voice.

“You’ve been staring at nothing for a while,”

I licked my lips and nodded, looking back at the board. I didn’t know if to call it a trance or some trick conjured by my mind. The image of the girl flashed through my mind. Speedily, then it vanished. I got up hurriedly from the chair and took up my bag. “Save me-” the voice rang again.

I followed it, hastily running. Out in the hall, I ran down the plank-board stairs, swiftly moving to my right. “Save me,” the voice came again, this time louder and I followed.

I hastily ran, getting to the cupboard room as I found the door open and a girl inside. “I thought you’d never come,” the dusty wooden chair squeaked as she said. “Come.” her eyes were plucked and her ribbon thrown carelessly on the floor. “Come-”

I walked like someone who was remoted, making to meet her. “Who are you?” I asked slowly.

“It is I,” she said with arms open wide. “Or don’t you remember me?” a smirk eluded her lips.

“Who?” I asked again.

“The girl in white,” She replied, making towards me. “Yes, it is me.” She gripped my neck before I could know it.

“H-help,” I gagged, feeling myself lifted.

“Kids like you are who I haunt,” she said. “I haunt them and do to them whatever I want!”

I struggled vehemently, sweating profusely. “H-help-” I couldn’t speak. The door of the cupboard room slammed shut and the ground opened, giving her a way to dive in with me still held. “It’s not over yet!” she screamed. My body was never found and the rest of what the girl did to me was never known. She still walks the earth, I tell you-possessing people and haunting helpless kids…

~HOUSTON