Mia's pov

I didn't sleep the entire night, so cold and afraid I just lied there in bed with Kayla at my side. Both heads covered under the sheet.

I didn't know it was morning until I saw a ray of light shining in trough the window.

"Wake up Kayla its morning" I said while shaking her to wake up. She opened her eyes then smiled.

"Good morning nosey" she replied while yawning and stretching. "I'm going to get ready to go into town with mommy today, are you coming?" She asked me.

"No I've got a lot of cleaning to do and some other things" I replied while shoving her out of my bed.

Kayla smiled then got up. " they were in my room last night Mia " she said while looking out of my window.

I jumped out off the bed and pulled her by her arm" who was in your room Kayla" I asked with a shaking voice.

"The people who lives in our basement, they keep telling me to leave so I came to your room until they're finish with mine, the girl and the boy looked sad." She replied.

I was feeling scared knowing that I wasn't seeing things. Everything was real and my parents won't believe a word from me, they'll want proof.

I let go of Kayla's hand and she exited my room.

What will I do I taught to myself feeling really frustrated and uncomfortable. I walked out of my room and down to the bathroom.

I entered then close the door behind me while taking off my clothes to take a quick shower before breakfast.

I stepped into the tub and turned on the water while sitting down and relaxing. I closed my eyes for a minute trying to release some of the tension in me.

I slowly drifted to sleep in the tub while it was fulling up with water.

Remembering where I was I quickly opened my eyes to see an old Lady sitting at the other side of the tub. She had on a dirty white dress, her skin was pale and her hair hanged down over her face.

I tried to get up but I could not move my body.
"Who are you" I asked but the lady did not say anything instead she lifted up her hands reveling her long and sharp finger nails.

Suddenly the poem started being recited and the lady stood up out of the tub and was lifted into the air.

"I want your souls" she spoke in a very sinister voice while slowly lifting up her head.
My heart was beating like a drum.

I taught my life was over until I saw on unknown source push the old Lady trough the wall.

As soon as she was gone my body regained its strength and I quickly jumped out of the tub while grabbing a towel and running out of the bathroom.

By the time I got to my room my mom was already dressed and ready to Leave. I had to stay in this creepy haunted out all by myself.

"Maybe I can find some answers" I whispered to myself as I grabbed my clothes from my suitcase and put them on.

Going down the stairs I slipped and fell only to be held  up by a pair of arms. Looking up I saw Tim holding me.

"We got to stop meeting like this" he said while smirking at me.

I quickly stood up and used my hair to cover the redness on my face.

"Guess what I got the job" he spoked while taking out  his phone from his packet.

"That's great" I replied.
"Hey can you help me check something in the basement" I asked and he nodded saying yes.

We both went outside to see my mom off, it was only me and Tim in the house now because mom took the kids. We went back inside as soon as the  car disappeared around the corner.

"Ready to check the basement" I asked smiling.

"Yeah sure, a dark room with a pretty, no guy can refuse such offer" he replied walking close behind me.

We both walked down to the basement. I didn't explain to Tim the reason I wanted to come down to the basement because he'll think I'm crazy and I like him too much.

As soon as I reached down the basement stairs I started searching, digging under old furniture's and dusty books. I even found some old newspaper without any  dates on  them. Some of the newspapers were very old and useful because they mentioned things about the house and people who went missing or died.

My heart-felt bad when I started reading the old newspapers seeing the amount of people who lost their life's here.

I stood up to show Tim what I had found when I heard someone crying.

"Did you hear that" I asked causing Tim to turn around and walk over to where I was.

" yes I heard it, something like the cry of a little boy " he replied.

I grabbed hold of him tightly and then we started searching for the crying boy. The more we approached the stairs the louder the crying got until it finally stopped.

"Let's go back upstairs" I told Tim as I began to get scared. Still holding  his warm hands we started going up the stairs when I saw a book on the floor.

I stopped then bent down and picked it up. It was on old dusty diary.

"Hey look what I found I said while walking up to Tim when suddenly out of nowhere a little boy with black eyes jumped out at us causing Tim to run faster up the stairs.

" leave it" he yelled at me but I didn't leave the diary, I grabbed it and ran out of the basement. Tim was already outside looking very scared.

"What the hell was that" he yelled.

I didn't answer instead I turned my back and walked away when I felt him grab my arm.

"Whatever it is I'll not let you deal with this alone, I'm sure no one will believe either of us so let's deal with this by ourselves okay" he said while pulling  me into his arms.

"I'm sorry I didn't believe you the first time" he spoke making me smile.
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