My name is Alesia Henessick and I am 14 years old. My mom died when I was 8 years old. I’m living alone with my dad. It’s been 6 years and my dad still hasn’t remarried. I don’t blame him because if I were him, I wouldn’t remarry either. My mom was a beautiful, caring woman who loved her friends. But the world took her from us.
One day, when I came home from school, I heard someone singing upstairs and I knew my dad was at work. It couldn’t be my mom because she was obviously dead. What happened next sent chills down my spine. “Aleesia!’’ I heard someone calling my name from upstairs. I had no idea who it was, so I went upstairs to take a look.
I saw that my door was cracked open. I also knew that I closed it shut before I left for school. I went into my room and what I saw made my heart stop. I saw this person, if you could even call it a person, crawl off of my bed and stare at me with piercing red eyes. “W-w-who are you?’’ I asked the creepy lady. “Your worst nightmare, my dear,’’ she said in a raspy, quiet voice.
Suddenly, I saw her mouth open really wide and she ran towards me. That was the last thing I could remember.
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