Best Friend
By ;
Jessica Singleton
" Where are you at when I need you most. You are not here. You are not there. Come out and play with me. Don't be afraid of the dark. I will stand in front of the mirror. I will stare at myself until you leave me and show your own face. Don't talk behind the curtains. Don't whisper from the inside of my head. Please come out and play with me. " - ME.
" The pain reliever that last 24 hours. "
" When you are loved , you do not mind being hurt. " - The velveteen rabbit
Side notes;
This is a fictional story based on nothing. Just for fun. I made this up the other night when thinking about the myth of Bloody Mary. Not really my thing but hey... Who does not love a ghost story?
So this is just an excuse to make up a spooky tale and get to think about antiques and Victorian homes. Ahh this sounds fun already.
Now for the story part.
Best Friend
One
Tea was named after her mother's favorite drink. She did not live with her mother. She lived with her father.
Sadday was a doctor. He loved his daughter.
Note these are just notes and ideas.
The doctor moves his child to a small town. Then he buys an old home. The house is haunted.
The young girl is the typical brat type. Dark hair , mousy face... Gets everything that she wants. If she does not, then she throws a fit.
The dad is a weak excuse for a man. Probably a titmouse and small weeney disorder.
The child finds out that something bad had happened in the house years before.
So she gets a Ouija board. She pulls out a spirit of a dead child.
They play tricks on each other, until it gets deadly.
The point of the story. Do not ask to talk to something that should stay in the dark , not unless you really want its company.
blah blah blah and something interesting goes here.
The END.
There is no split personality.
It is just what it is.
The truth comes out though.
All is well with the world then.
What was off set goes back.
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