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Spook
May 4th, 2011, 11:00 AM
I didn't really finish part three so this is part two of part three. :D
Okay, here we go. I would really enjoy some feedback this time. :yeah:

I run into the house in a daze, and paw through my laundry for the shirt I wore yesterday. I find the newspaper clipping neatly tucked into my bra. I pull it out, and read it over. Sarah Montgomery. It's right there, in fine print.

But...she could have survived but the news just didn't know, right? Suddenly the doorbell rings. I look out my window to see who it is. Kevin! I rush down the stairs and open the door. He comes in quickly. "Kara, can you see her?" He asks as soon as he comes in the door. "Yes." I say coldly. "She died in that fire." He suddenly says. I find myself nodding and saying, "I know." Wait...how can I know? I didn't just talk to a ghost! That's..impossible! "Come with me." I say. I take Kevin to Sarah's room. "I think that's her." I say. He stares at the picture. Suddenly he walks up to the faded yellow curtain on the wall, and pulls it aside. There is another door, like in my attic room. I take the key out of my pocket. My hand shakes as I lower it torwards the door. I fit it into the lock. I turn it.

The door creaks open. I look inside. There is no long pathway. It's a small storage closet, but with only one thing...in the middle. A large wood box. Kevin picks up the box and sets it on the floor outside the room. He pops open the top of the box. There is black, fine dust inside. Suddenly a loud, screeching voice vibrates through the room. "GO AWAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" It screams. We turn, and the little blonde-haired girl is standing there, her eyes blazing. "GO AWAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" She screeches again. Kevin and I huddle against the wall, and my breathing is fast. "I'm sorry." I tell the girl. "Please, don't hurt us." I sob. Suddenly Kevin kicks the box. It goes flying across the room, and the girl's ashes scatter. Kevin grabs a lighter from his pocket, and sets the box on fire. The little girl screams in agony. "What are you doing?" I yell. The girl drops to the ground, her hair and skin dropping off. I scream. She fades away, and the box, the ashes, and the flames all vanish before our eyes. I fall to the floor sobbing in relief. Kevin comes over to me. "Are you okay?" He asks, his eyes teared from the smoke of the fire. I nod, and let him hug me. "She's gone." He coos. "Gone."

The door slams.




One down, one to go.