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The story of this place sounded creepy.

But that's why I liked it.

I'm moving in here with my "small" family;
Justin my elder brother and his twin Jeremy, my two younger siblings Maggie and Holly, my mom and dad and then there's my three annoying cousins, Hannah, Drew and Jake.

Before you ask, yes.
This place is huge.
And you know what the best part is?
I get my own room! Finally.

Ok so introductions, my name is Emily Masterson. I'm seventeen and I'm emo.

That's about it.

Moving on.

I made it to my room I had picked out when we had first come here, still not knowing we were actually going to be buying the place.

I'm actually surprised my parents bought it with all of they're complaints about this "eerie feeling of being watched".
Personally, I found it cool.

What if this place is haunted?

The reason I chose the smallest bedroom was because of the trapdoors nobody seemed to notice.

There was even a service elevator!
Then one trapdoor on the roof and another underneath the old bed that was probably falling to peaces.

No matter, I like sleeping under my bed anyways.
I don't know why, I just do.

I opened the old wardrobe and spotted an old fashioned small yellow summer dress with cobwebs and spiders attached to it.

I touched it slightly, I remember the old lady selling this place mentioning it had been her daughter's room.

As soon as I touched it, a red stain started to spread across the dress, drenching it in what I thought was blood, dripping the red liquid on the wardrobes floor.

I screamed, jumping back and the dress immediately went back to normal, except for that one spot I had touched with my fingers.

I slowly etched closer to the wardrobe and then looked at it's floor, the puddle of blood was still there, I could see my reflection in it.

My long dark hair with blue highlights, pale skin and water green eyes staring right back at me till my reflection blurred and that of a girls appeared.
She seemed to be saying something...

I must be dreaming.

I rubbed my eyes, then looked again.

Nothing, the puddle was gone.
Was it just an illusion?
Or was it real?

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