(More on the scary side today, enjoy!)

The girl tilted her head to the side with a sweet smile.

"Where are you? Where are you?" she asked, standing under a flickering light bulb.

My eyes widened when I saw her, the frightening monster that hid inside that tiny figure.

When she spotted me amongst the wooden crates, she changed.

Her eyes were bloodshot, and the sweet smile turned into an amused grin as she took staggering steps towards me.

I froze for a second, too frightened to move before I ran, desperately trying to find a safe zone.

Her innocent giggles echoed from the ceiling, suddenly she was there too, crawling as her head turned.

"Where are you? Where are you?" the girl whispered as I ran out the storehouse, and into a near by school.

I panted as I caught my breath after closing the door.

"Where are you! where are you!" she started to scream, banging on the door before breaking through it.

I couldn't even let out a screen, I was just shaking, shaking and running, trying to stay alive.

All of a sudden, she grabbed my arm, clawing up my wrists with her piercing nails. I let out a scream, whimpering before kicking at her, getting out of her reach.

"Where are you!? Where are you!? the girl screeched, giggles turning into psychotic laughter.

I ran into a bathroom, locking the door while I cried, standing against the door while she banged on the door.

"Go away! Go away!" I cried out, sobbing as the girl's footsteps slowly faded away outside.

After an hour, I slowly walked over to the bathroom sink, washing my bloody wrist and face in cold water.

I looked into the mirror as the light flickered.

I froze, shaken to the bone, my lip quivered as I failed to get a single word out.

This time, the young girl was inside the mirror, staring back at her.

"Where are you? Where are you? Come out...." the girl said calmly, red tears streaming down her face.

Suddenly, I understood...

The girl put her hand out, holding her palm against the glass between their worlds.

I hesitated, but eid the same, slowly reaching my hand towards her.

"You are... my past... aren't you?" I whispered as she nodded slowly.

I held my palm against hers, with only a thin layer if glass between us.

"Where are you?" "Who are you?" the girl asked, one last time.

The scene changed.

I stood on a pile of young dead bodies, all ashy from a fire, the fire I had tried to forget. Blood covered their blown up faces, but I could never forget a single one of them.

"I am... here... I am... a murderer,"

The little girl jumped and clapped her hands, a happy smile decorating her face.

I glared back at the girl, stabbing her in the side with a knife I had on me.

"Why! Why!" the girl screamed as she fell to the ground.

I glared at her as the scene changed again, it was dark.

"Because... I don't... need... to remember..." I whispered before opening my eyes.

I was lying in what seamed to be a hospital bed, wrapped in bandages.

"Hello! Miss, how are you? And what is your name? We will find your family," a nurse said with a smile, overjoyed that I was awake.

For some reason, I didn't feel happy at all.

What had happened?

"I don't... know... I don't remember... where am I? Who... am I?"

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