One rainy day, I was watching T.V. My sister was talking to herself again. I hated it when my sister talked to herself it was so annoying. My sister has short brown hair and brown eyes. She is also pretty short for an eleven year old.
"Who on earth are you talking to?" I asked whipping my hair out of my face.
"I'm taking to my friend, Victoria." my sister replied with a smile.
Oh great my sister had an imaginary friend. My seven year old brother thinks she should be in a mental hospital.
After dinner, I was getting ready for bed, which I hated. I always had the same nightmare. My nightmare would be about a girl. She would be sitting in a corner of my room. Her long, silky, black hair would be around her shoulder. She would always cry "Help me", "Please" or "I'm lost."
It's morning, nobody knew about my dreams. My sister was talking to her friend.
"I love your hair Victoria. It's so long and shiny" my sister said.
Soft hair? The girl in my dreams had soft looking hair.
"What does Victoria look like?" I asked quickly.
My sister said she has long black soft hair and is pretty tall. That was all I needed her to say. I started to panic. All of a sudden, I saw Victoria standing right in front of me!
"I need help. Please!" Victoria cried.
I thought to myself why me? Why can't it be my sister who is supposedly friends with her. I ran up to my sister's room to ask her why Victoria needed help. My sister had no idea what I was talking about.
When I was brushing my teeth to get ready for bed, I saw Victoria right behind me! I spun around to see what she wanted from me, but she dissappeared. I screamed. Everyone came running they all had worried faces I stammered about Victoria. My mom said she didn't want to hear the name Victoria again. Later that night, Victoria didn't sit in her corner, but I felt her presence. I asked if my sister has seen or heard from Victoria. She said she has hasn't seen her ever since our mom said she didn't want to hear Victoria's name ever again.
I had to find a way to get in touch with Victoria. I went on the computer to find where Victoria's body was buried. I was doing this because I thought if I did this to Victoria will leave me alone. I hope that I wouldn't see or feel her presence again. Anyway, I found something on the computer. There was a tragic death to a girl in the lake. I scrolled down. The website finally mentioned a little girl's name, Victoria. I scroll down some more to make sure it was the right Victoria. On the bottom of the website I saw the picture of Victoria. The bottom of the website also showed Victoria's full name and years of her birthday and death. The website said nobody ever found a Victoria's body.
I felt someone chin brush against my shoulder. When I looked behind me nobody was there. Then I heard crying behind the door. I rushed outside of the room hoping to find Victoria, but instead I heard the crying in multiple places.
I opened all the doors and ran into every room hoping to see Victoria. I saw Victoria in a room but she ran to the next room. She kept on doing that until my mom came upstairs and asked what the commotion was about. I ignored her and ran into my sisters bedroom. I looked under her bed and in the closet. I was going to go back to the computer but when I turned around I saw Victoria!
I screamed and jumped backwards. Victoria hasn't disappeared yet so I thought now would be a good time to tell her I wanted to help her. I got the worst response ever. She told me she never needed my help and that our house was her house. she just try to scare us to move out of the house.
Victoria said my sister disturbed her sleep. when I ran to find my sister and ask how she know about Victoria I tripped on something and everything went black.
I woke up in the hospital. I had a broken leg. My family was in the room sleeping. I tried to get up but my leg too much. My brother was a light sleeper so he helped me up. I went the restroom and saw how brusied up I was. In the mirror I saw bloody letters form. The letters told me that my broken leg was just a warning. After I read, a burst of images appeared in my head.
I was running down a hallway which seemed extremely long. I fell and someone was stepping on my leg. I howled in pain. I looked up and saw Victoria. She was laughing hysterically with a bloody knife in her hand. She stabbed me in my leg repeatedly. Screaming at me to move out.
I woke up from the vision. I found myself on the hospital floor yelling in pain. my family were trying to come in the bathroom but I locked the door. I was leaning across from the door. I was trying to crawl across the tiny bathroom by my leg couldn't handle it. I felt my blood filling up my cast. It was a weird feeling.