Sometimes, life has a way of reminding you of the times you messed up. It hits you at the time you least expect it. Like right now, I'm as high as a kite.

I've been like this ever since that fateful night ten years ago.

"Are you sure about this Willow, cause I have a bad feeling about doing thing this, we aren't the ghost busters."

"Would you stop being a wuss? I have to prove to them and everyone else that it's only a made up story"

Brent and I have been friends since pre-school. We have done everything together ever since the first day we became desk buddies. This time I forced him to go into the Thames Mansion with me.

It was rumored to be haunted; as the lord of the house killed everyone in it after finding out his wife was cheating on him with the stable boy. He went on a rampage killing everyone except one of the maids who managed to get away. After killing everyone, he hung himself in his room. I heard it was a bloody mess.

But those are just stories, I don't believe them. And that's why we are here, to prove to everyone that the story of the Thames Mansion if a complete fake.

We got to the house and entered through the front door of course, a girl knows how to pick a lock.

"Leave it a bit open Brent" I said

We were inside at last, we toured everywhere on the first floor, nothing interesting really. Whilst in the kitchen, we heard some faint banging noises on the second floor. So I took a hold of Brent and rushed up there. It was dark as heck, thank the lord for the person who invented flashlights, and I'm gonna thank him again for reminding Brent to bring one along with us.

We took our time searching for the origin of the banging, but it was gone as soon as we made it on the last step of the second floor. We search every room, but all we found was dust upon dust. That was until we reached the last room on the corridor.

We opened the door, but what we found was really shocking, the room was well kept, like someone has been living in it, no dust, no creaky floorboards, plus this room was immaculate.

"I was hoping you'd be here sooner, what took you guys so long?" Said someone

We turned our heads towards the direction where the voice came from. Out stepped a man from out of the shadows.

"Who are you, and what do you want?" I asked him

He was awfully pale, like he hasn't seen the sun in a long time.

"I should be the one asking you that, seeing as you are the ones trespassing" he answered

"I love you" we heard as soon as I was about to answer the strange pale man.

The sound was coming from my backpack. I opened it and took out my talking doll that I got from Brent on my birthday a couple years ago, but the oddest thing was it stopped working a long time ago, but I never go anywhere without it though.

I put her back in my backpack, turned around to continue our conversation with the strange man, but didn't see him anywhere.

"Where'd he go" I asked myself

"Hey Brent, let's get out of here, I'm not feeling up to this anymore" but I heard no reply.

I looked around the room but I couldn't find him, I ran downstairs, thinking he high tailed it left me, but I got a disturbing awakening.

"Why are you running so fast Willy, slow down a bit for crying out loud" Brent shouted from behind me.

"Where the heck are you?"

"I think I'm in your backpack, but I don't know why or how I got in here"

I went through the front door and stood on the steps, wondering why Brent was playing with me.

"He isn't lying, check" said the pale man frightening the poop out of me.

I opened my backpack, but saw nothing, other than my doll and some other stuff I packed inside of it.

"You trespassed on my property, so he paid the price. Let this be a warning, never come back!" screamed pale man.

I love you Willow, never forget that" said my doll glowing bright, then it became dull.

I got up off my couch, went in my room and took up my doll, the same doll that Brent got trapped in ten years ago. If I hadn't forced him to go to that place with me, he wouldn't have been trapped in a doll. Sometimes the monsters are... you I have been blaming that paled skin man for a long time until I realized that. I took up my doll, crying my eyes out.

"I miss you so much Brent"

The doll started glowing; it was so bright that I had to cover my eyes.

"I missed you too Willow"