Another boring day, I've spoken strait to my mother. Tomorrow is Christmas but nobody has been prepared or excited for it, even I'm not! Every Christmas had always been ordinarily lame and boring! The next day came and it was surprisingly an extraordinary Christmas :) everybody rejoiced and praised the day. I was entirely sleepy then went to bed, then suddenly, I heard someone call my name! Molly, Molly! It said, I went down stairs to my mother and asked her if she needed me. She said, no dear I was busy talking to my sisters and I just left you alone at you're room to sleep because I knew very well that you we're really tired with all this partying! I said, okay mother, ill go back up and take a rest and sleep. She smiled and said good night :) I closed my eyes and then again, somebody
Pulled out my blanket and then she screamed! The next morning they found no trail of her except her lying on the floor. nobody knew what happened to Molly, her mom, Mrs Zander, was sobbing like she's never have before. she blamed herself for what happened to her daughter. the night she asked who called her, it must have been Harry! My husband that really hated Molly! Just because Molly is his step daughter! He died because Molly pushed him to the road and he got hit by a car, Harry got buried beside Molly's room! mother fell asleep but kept dreaming about me. the next few years my mother was old and retired from work. that night she felt strange things, then when she leaned back, she saw her worst nightmare, she died within' 3 seconds and went to heaven, the police officers asked themselves again why does the people living in that house always die and we can find any clue for what happened.
