Brooklyn's POV
I was packing away my belongings when I felt like someone or something was watching me...

I look around my room but there was nothing...

"Hmmm that's strange"I thought to myself as I placed my belongings in the right boxes.
I was in my own world when I heard a 'creak' I look behind me and to my dismay my closet door was slightly agar.

Something was there I could feel it...something was pulling me towards it, my breathing quickened, my hands became clammy as I felt someone or something stare burn into me. I got up and I slowly walked towards the ominous closet. The closer I got the more distressed I became, so I forced myself to turn around and continue packing my belongings.

I was so confused? The strange aura coming from the closet really freaked me out, as it intensified and, to my dismay I felt something roll to my foot, I turned around and I saw something in my closet!
So I got up as fast as I could and I dashed out of my room, tripping over loose trinkets, as the uneasiness began to overwhelm me.

I ran directly into my brother and made him drop his box.

"Ow why did you do that Brook?"

"O-oh sorry b-but I SWEAR i saw something I'm my c-closet I SWEAR and this time it was REAL!!!" I said, trying to calm myself down

"...look Brooklyn I know you have been through a lot so maybe moving has caused bad memories to stir so if you need me I will be in my bedroom finishing my packing"

"...oh ok *thanks* Alex" I said with a hint of sarcasm.
I turned around and walked to my room.

After what happened 3 years ago I didn't just suffer from night terrors,I became very jumpy and had anxiety. But my counsellor Dr Miller thinks I also suffered with Oneirataxia which is the inability to distinguish between reality and fantasy.
Sometimes after I had a night terror I would wake up abruptly but I would still think I was asleep and it would take minutes to settle me down and make me realise I was actually awake. I would also suffer from Somnambulist which really only is a fancy word for sleepwalking.

Once I got to my bedroom door my heart began to race, gulping I opened the door slowly but surly. Once opened I inspected my room and to my relief it looked fine. I let out a big breath of air that for some reason I was holding in.
I walked over to my boxes, picked them up and made my way down stairs.

Once I got to the bottom of the stairs my father came running to me with an envelope in his hand.

"Brooklyn this was in the letter box for you" my father said

"Oh ok thanks for getting it" I say as I grab the letter from my dads hands
As I open the letter I began to read it to myself. To be honest the letter was quite confusing as it wasn't in English
The letter said

"Sw aes êow weordnes wagungunnêah dêos welgewlite setl. Sôdlic d'aer and there â êow wuton i of wîtan fuel wilnian wang openian nêalic hwilc-hwene limgelecg of macian
orgilde lufu toward aricaeceat."

As I tried to read the letter curiosity got over me, all that went through my head was

"Who wrote this"
"What does it say?"

"Sooo Brook what does it say?" My father asked me with anticipation, leaning forward to get a better view of the letter.

"Well dad? I think it's in another language"

"Hmm that's weird,well maybe when we get to the new house we can look it up"
my dad replied, winking at me, but as he was about to walk away I decided it was time to ask him ?

"Dad?"

"Yes"

"Where are we moving to be Exact?"

"Well we are moving to Louisiana!" My father said in a high-pitched voice.
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"LOUISIANA " I shouted in astonishment.

"Yes Brook no need to shout"

"But that's so far away!!" I shout, feeling anger build up inside of me.

"What about my friends,my school,Logan,Dr Miller"

"We're moving from New York to LOUISIANA!!!"

"Brooklyn" my father retorted back harshly

"..."
"Look I know we should of told you sooner but we thought it would be too much to take in so we decided to take it easy"

"..."

I didn't know what to say, I was lost for words. I knew we where moving but I never expected it to be that far away!!

"Dad?"

"Y-yes"

"Does Alexander know?"

"Yes he does know"

"But why....."I say in a sad tone

"Why what?"my dad questioned me
.
"Why so far.."

"Well you see I was offered a better job up there and we thought we could start a new, new home,new house,new school,new friends, you get the point"

"Yes I do" I replied in an exhausted tone

I turn around and make my way down the hall my mind was racing "what does the letter mean"
"I'm actually leaving Logan"

My thoughts where disrupted when I see a silhouette of a dark creature,it was abnormally tall and looked to be hunched over.

I was terrified !!!
I started to slowly turn around and once I was far enough I ran and didn't stop until I got to my brothers room.
I burst the door open and ran to my brother and started shaking him viciously.
"Stop Brooklyn"

"S-sorry it's just I saw something in my room and it was way t-to tall to be human and why the HELL was it there!!"

"Umm maybe it's a trick of the light?"

"How can it be a trick of the light when it was MOVING!!"

"Look Brooklyn what else can It be? If it's as tall as you say it is we would have heard or noticed it!"

"Ye your right b-but what if it's something else!!!"

"What do you mean?"my brother asked me

"W-well what happens if it's a poltergeist or something!!"

My brother just stood there and all of a sudden he abruptly started laughing but it sounded forced...
"Alexander"

"What?"

"Your not telling me something?"

"N-no every thing is FINE" He says while avoiding eye contact

"Alex.. whenever you lie you never make eye contact so... let me ask again what's wrong?"

"Like I said I-it's nothing it's just we're moving and that means leaving our friends behind and it's just a shock to the system an-"
I

don't let him finish his sentence as it's clear as day he is lying.

"Alex for god sake! We are twins and you mean everything to me..and I want you to know
you can talk to me" I said, wondering what was troubling him.

"Well there is something..."

"And what's that I asked?"

"I-I found something.....and I don't think I should of found it..."

"And what did you find?"
I asked as the suspense began to accumulate in the air.

And what he said... was something I thought I would never find out..
"I know why mom and dad won't talk about Aunt Dahlia...."

"Why!!" I say as my curiosity began to get the better of me.

"S-she was part of the occult.."

the moment he said that it all made sense why mom would never talk about her and was always avoiding questions about her.... it all makes sense.
My heart was racing,my brain was on fire! What was all this! And why was it now of all times.

" was this why you where acting strange this morning" I asked him

"Y-yes it was" he said lowering his head

"Is there something else?" I asked

"I'm not sure if I should tell you"

I looked him in the eye and I said the same thing again
"You can talk to me"

As I mouthed the words Alexander looked at me his green eyes full of pain and sorrow.
"We had an older sister,but she was killed"

End of chapter 2 ...