It started way back then...the image was still clear inside my mind. I was 13 when we moved to massachusets, my siblings and I were excited to see the house that my mom and dad bought. It was our dream house, it was painted with white and has a garden,which we can sit around and have coffee...im a coffee addict you know.Anyway back to what i was saying,as we arrived we hurriedly choose our room,mine was at the third floor,it has a veranda and i totally fell in love of the place.
''grace!!!" my mom shouted my name. and i rushed towards her.
yes mom? i asked
vivien wants to be with you in the room because she said its big enough for the both of you.
oh mom you know how much i hate to be with her.shes weird and clingy.i whined. vivien is my step sister coz mom has been divorced with my dad since i was 9 then she married jackson my step dad,viviens father.jacksons cool but vivien?my god i dont know whats with that girl she gives me the creeps.i just know somethings really wrong with here.she stares at me for half an hour with out saying anything.shes not mute or dumb but i dont get it why she acts that way
be nice to your sister mom warned me.
shes not my sister mom shes my step sister!! for your information kind of thing. i retorted.
grace dont dare to have a fight with me.just do what i say and be nice.i just scratch my head due to irritation,i just wanna scream. I went back to my room and started unpacking my thing when suddenly i felt goosebumps running through my spines. i look at my back and saw vivien her dark long hair falling infont of her face carrying her stupid doll.
what do u want?! i almost scream on top of my lungs
why do you hate me that much grace?im not doing anything. she replied calmly which even irratates me.
youre creeping me out thats the problem!
she looked sideways,
you know what i hate this room,,,you shouldnt be here... while saying that she looked at me as if i was crazy choosing this room.
well im sorry to disapoint you missy but i am not leaving this room.
if you dont wanna leave let me just stay by your side so that you will be safe...she adds.
watever just get out of here im not a 3 yr old kid that needs to be protected and i am capable of my self so get lost and let me do my thing here ok. with that i turned my back with ou hesitating to ignore her.
later that night when i was i was walking near the stairs i saw vivien entered the second room,which of course was the storage room.
creepy girl i said to myself,i directly whent to the kitchen to get some snacks then i turned pale when i saw vivien in the kitchen eating together with my mom...
whats wrong honeya/my mom looked worried.
ummm ahhh i uttered... why are you here?i asked vivien while looking at her in the eye.
what are you talking grace?shes here because shes part of our family.mom exclaimed.
no mom thats not what i mean,i was asking why is she here in the kitchen and not upstairs.
shes been here honey for almost an hour shes helping me do the unpacking then we decided to make some snacks.
vivien looked at me as if shes worried then i begin to feel sick and eventually all turned dark.
ok guys this is my first story,what do you think?
