It's 1964 and Mila has moved from the ukraine to England. She moves into an mansion, in the heart of the Dales, to be percific were the bronte sisters lived. The ghosts of anne, charlotte and Emily haunt the house. But the brother Branwell, is making it hard for her. He tells her on her first night that there will be a murder in the village of a woman named Geogie mills, will she see the culprit? and if she does, will the culprit do to her before she tells the police?


37. shock

I turned and walked  towards the oak door that stood on the right hand side of my room. When I got to the door , I turned back to the window - seat , searching for the two beings that had befriended me about twenty minutes or so earlier.

Except , when I looked up no one was there ; Emily and Charlotte had melted back into the 'Ghost' world they knew so well. I knew that probabally be looking out for me , making sure that I won't get into any sort of trouble ; and if I did , I knew that they would probabally come and help me. Although , I couldn't see either of the two ghost friends I had made , I still called out for them , just incase that they were there , in invisable scary ghost form.

"Bye Charlotte , bye Emily. See you both soon!" I said , smiling.

"Be carefull , watch your back." A voice replied .

A cold , wet feeling came over my shoulder. Gently pusshing me towards the door , then a wet hand print was laid on the door handle , twisting it to open. Opening , I walked out mumblring a "Thank-you" mainly out of coutosy than anything else.

I ran down the small , winding corridoors fast and steady. The walls shaking slightly under my weight ( I wasn't over weight , just small and very agile). When I got to the corridoor that led to the stairs , I slowed down to a walking pace. I turned to the stairs , walking down , holding on the banister.

"There you are." My step-mother said sternly.

"Yes , here I am mother!" I said sarcastically.

Connor and Declan snorted at the way I said 'Mother'.

"Or should I say step - mother?" Again , sarcastic.

The two boys suddenly stopped dead in there laughing fit , gobsmacked. The honestly thought that she was my mother? He did say that I did look terribly like my aunt.

At this point , father walked in , I looked at him for moral support. He knew exactally what just happened and he was angry. 


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