"Shayla! Time for dinner!" My mothers voice echoed through the house. "Coming!!" I shouted back.

"Do you wanna eat with us?" I asked my friend, Daliah. The lights flickered, I sighed, "Oh.. ok. Well I'll be back to play as soon as possible."

I opened my window so that Daliah could come in and out of the room. I felt her presence leave soon and I walked out of the room.

~

After dinner I ran back into my room. "Daaaaliaaah~!" I called out through the window. I felt a presence enter my room and I shut the window. "What game do you want to play?" The lights flickered and I heard a faint whisper tell me, You should sleep, child. We can play tomorrow. I sighed and groaned, "Finee... But only if you promise me we can play."

Promise. "Yay!" I beamed. "Well, you should go, I guess.." I sighed and opened the window.

I sighed once more feeling her comforting presence leave for the second time today. My mom opened the door, "Shayla? Who're you talking to?" She asked. "My friend, she just left." I replied honestly.

"O-Oh.. I didn't know you had brought a friend over. What's their name?" She asked.

"Daliah."

"I look forward to meeting Miss Daliah then." She said, "But it's really late. You should go to bed."

"I know, I know." I groaned and climbed into bed.

Mom walked over to me, kissed my forehead, turned off the light switch, and walked out after whispering, "I love you."

I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep.

Daliah spoke to me in my dreams.

'Mommy doesn't believe I'm real. You need to make her believe or else I won't be here much longer. . .'

I saw a white figure appear and I could see as the color soaked into her.

Her face was very blurry and looked red. She was missing one of her arms and the red stuff was dripping from the wound.

She extended her other arm and touched my cheek, 'You don't want me to leave,right?' She asked, her voice desperate and soft. I shook my head. 'Then you'll need to trust me, ok? I have to take over your body as soon as you wake up. But please know, it's only because I love you, I don't want to leave. And I know you don't want me to leave.'

I nodded and watched as she faded slowly. I felt her warm touch leave my face.

]~[Dahlias Possession]~[

It was 3 am, I couldn't wait any longer so I had possessed the small child's body. I walked over to her nightstand and pulled out the large knife I told her to get last week.

I stalked all the way to her mothers room and shoved the knife deep down her throat, and left.

]~[Third Person POV]~[

Dahlia had reached Shaylas room and left her body. Dahlias spirit left through the window and slammed it shut.

While back in Shaylas moms room, the poor woman was suffering.

She couldn't talk or scream. She couldn't make sounds at all. But she had soon died of blood loss.

The police had come to Shaylas house and found her mother laying dead on her bed.

Shayla was taken into custody with the police. They asked her many questions to which Shayla had no idea.

She was sent to a Mental Hospital. She was to stay there until she was 18.