15 year old Jamie moodly stared out the car window, watching the scenery blur by. This weekend was suppose to be the last days she should have spent with her friends, but her parents decided that they should move into their new house early. "What?!" cried Jamie when she heard the news. "You guys promise me that I could the weekends with my friends! This is so totally not fair!" Her mother looked at her sympathetically and said "I'm sorry sweety but your father and I want to get into are new house this weekend and we need your help." After a while of arguing and protesting Jamie was dragged into the car and headed off to their new home. Their new house was five miles away and built far away from their city life were trees and farms were every where. The house was two stories high, had four bedrooms, and large balcony. It seem to Jamie like a old creepy house and not a "wonderful historic home" like her parents thought. The finally got to the house with the gravel drive way cruching under the car's tires. "It's so ugly! And whats with the decaying structure?!" "Oh stop being a negativity bug, the house needs a little redoing but it's pretty good for a old house," said her father giving her a stern glance. "Hey honeybun, why don't you go look at your new room? We put eveything you wanted in your room. You can redecorate it later," her mother said. "Fine, and don't call me honeybun that's so not cool." Jamie stalked angerly away and entered the house. The first thing Jamie notice as she walked in the house was the squeaky wood floor and the huge chandeilier suspended from the ceiling which came with the house. Jamie marched up the stairs and and found a hall way with some pealing icky color wall paper, five doors. The first door on the right ,when Jamie peaked in was a office room. The left was the guest bedroom. When she finally found her room that had the door at the end of the hall. When she walked she wasn't surpise to see her mom put everything in perfect place just cause her job as a room designer. She had a window that faced the backyard and the balcony. Someone stood on the balcony seemed to be holding their face in their hands. Jamie walked closer to the window her ,heart speeding up a little, and it seemed to be a woman with long white blonde hair. She then staggard up to the railing. With one hand still on her face, she used to the other hand and seemed to trying to get over the railing. Jamie's heart to seem to skip a beat is she trying to kill herself?! Who is she ?! Without another second thought she rushed out the room and down the hall to the balcony . But when she clawed the door opened the woman was already standing on the the railing with her arms stretched out and her. "Who are you and what the hell are you doing?!" The woman said nothing and jumped off into space. Jamie ran forward as fast as she could when she reached the railing she was too late. Jamie looked over the railing, but there was no one. No falling woman with white blonde hair falling to her doom. "What the-?!" Jamie could only say as she still leaned over the railing. With no warning what so ever she heard a scream and a cackle and invisible arms pushed her, the railing creeked and broke with a crack and Jamie fell, fell from the balcony from 2 stories high. With arms streched out and no sound came from her lips as she plummited to the ground of the backyard.
· Sat Oct 25, 2008 @ 01:44am · 0 Comments