My daughter stood there, facing the wall. Her long blonde hair shining because of the moonlight. Oh how much I longed to have the same child back, but ever since we've moved she's changed. Her blue eyes no longer shine of the same excitement as they did before. But maybe, it was just the side effect of moving so far away. I never put much thought into it until she asked me something, "Mommy, what behind the door?" She was speaking about the room next to her. It was probably a child's room. But it was locked. I was curious as to what was behind there as well. Do I dare venture beyond and face something that might scar me, or do I live with the burden of not knowing. Fearing for my safety I refused to check.

But then, my daughter said something to me yesterday. It had been raining the whole week, and she said," Mommy, my friend told me she lives in the room." This struck me with fear. No way was this possible. It's sumer break, and we've moved and since then it's been raining. I haven't let her leave the house yet. I turned to her, "Mummy wants to know where you met your friend, sweetheart." I gave her a smile, as to not frighten her.

"Outside."

Thats all she said. Outside. What could she possibly mean. I was frightened. Absolutely terrified. I decided to would check the room. Tonight, when my daughter is sleeping.

And when night came, that's what I did. I put her to sleep and slowly walked towards the door. I rattled to doorknob expecting it to be locked, but it wasn't. I turned it, and pushed the door open. It was a little girl's room. with dolls scattered around the floor and dust coming from every end of the room. But what I noticed first, was the horrid stench, and laying on the bed was the decaying corpse of a little girl, with withered flowers all around her. I was petrified, until I heard it, a scream, the scream of my little girl.

I ran out of the room, running towards my daughter's room and swung the door open.

There laid my daughter, on her bed with flowers all around her...and blood on the walls, and a single cut, across her throat.