"Spotty!" I shouted after my run away dog. "Get back here!" The delighted dog merely continued to run across the frozen grass. My black hair was blown front of my eyes as I hurried after the small hound. If only there was still snow. Then I wouldn't be stuck with walking my brother's dog. But, as fate would have it, I was stuck walking him on a bitterly cold day that looked like it might rain at any moment. As I started towards the runaway dog, I noticed a group of people lounging around a group of trees. Upon getting closer, I recognized them as my friends from school, along with my boyfriend, Will. I ran towards them, not noticing their solemn posture.
"Hey, guys!" I greeted them, only to be met with several uneasy faces that were turned in my direction. "What's wrong?"
"Jake was just telling us about Chloe's death," Kaitlin responded, flipping her bleached blonde hair over her shoulder, her icy blue eyes piercing mine. I shivered, and not from the cold. Chloe had died a few weeks earlier, and no one knew how. As Jake continued his story, I sat down next to Will and laced my fingers through his.
"So, Rose had just dared Sarah to go vandalize a headstone, and Sarah thought it might raise spirits. We all began to argue, and then Chloe, being Chloe, barged right in. We were waiting for her to come back, when we heard her scream. At first, we thought she was messing with us, so we didn't move. But she didn't come back for an hour, and even Chloe would draw it out that long. So we raced over there, and began looking. It was hard, because there was mist all over the ground. Sarah was sure a spirit got to her, and Rose thought she was still messing with us. We ended up arguing, and Rose got frustrated and pushed Sarah. She tripped and fell down, and just laid there. Then she crawled away, and we asked her what she was doing. She didn't respond, and so we just waited for her to get up. We were about to leave, when she screamed. When we reached where she was, we found Chloe's body next to a pile of rubble. We ran out as quick as we could, and called the cops. They came, and took her body away, and no one will tell us how she died," he ended solemnly. I thought I could detect a tear in his eyes, but didn't point it out. We all sat there in silence, until I piped up.
"Let's not talk about that," I said, shivering again. "Let's talk about something else." Everyone chorused there agreements, and soon we were chattering away. I was starting to get tired when Kaitlin piped up.
"We should break into Ramona Mansion," she said, her eyes glinting with mischief. My eyes widened at the thought. Kaitlin was not normally this rebellious, that had always been Chloe's thing.
"Isn't that like, vandalism?" I asked. Kaitlin immediately rolled her eyes dismissively at me, leaving me confused. Why was she acting like this?
"What? Are you too scared that a wittle ghost is going to get you?" She sneered at me. "Don't tell me you're turning into Sallie?" As she scoffed at me, I noticed the way her eyes flicked towards Will. No. Oh, no she didn't. Is she seriously trying to steal my boyfriend.
"Well, it is supposed to be haunted, isn't it?" said Sallie. I nodded in agreement.
"Who's coming with me?" She said, standing up. The boys immediately jumped up. Will held his hand out to me.
"Come on, I won't let anything get you," he said, a twinkle in his eye. I hesitated, pulling my knees up to my chest.
"Will, I don't know," I started. "It's not ghosts that are scaring me, I don't want to be caught by the police." When Kaitlin rolled her eyes, and even Will looked irritated at my meekness, I continued this last bit forcefully. "And also, Chloe died when she was vandalizing. So sue me for being hesitant." Even Will looked a little doubtful now, but Kaitlin huffed.
"Scaredy cat" she taunted, starting to walk away. Will followed with Jake and Sallie in the tow, and a burst of anger flared in my chest.
"Wait!" I said, standing up. Oohhh, I am so going to regret this. "I'm coming.You know what, I don't even know what I'm worrying about." Cheerfully, Will grabbed my hand as I whistled to Spotty. "In fact, I'll go in first to prove I'm not scared," I decided. Kaitlin glared at me loathingly.
"Let's go then," Kaitlin said, storming ahead. We trekked up the hill, and crossed the field to Ramona Mansion. As we went, the four of us chattered pointlessly, and Kaitlin remained silent and sullen. I tried to swallow away the pit in my stomach I watched Will smash the window and unlatch it. All eyes were on me as I hesitantly slipped through the window to the dark inside. I stared around the dusty place, feeling uneasy. All the furniture was covered in white sheets, giving the place a ghostly look. As I stepped forward, a chill ran down my spine. It felt like a warning, but I ignored it as I made my way the the stairs. As I began to climb the stairs, my eyes darted around at every creak of the aged wood. Reaching the top I wandered down the hall, until I reached a door. It seemed to call to me, and I found my hand turning the knob without my permission. My breath shortened when I glimpsed the room inside. It was pink, with dolls and toys, obviously meant for a little girl. Icy waves rolled down my back, so I turned to go get my friends. Shutting the door quietly, I made my way about halfway down the hall, when Kaitlin appeared at the top of the stairs. I waited for a snarky remark, but only received a terrified stare at something behind me. As this occured, I felt an icy cold presence behind. Anger rolled off of it, along with bitterness and jealousy. And something else. A sense of doom. I knew I wasn't going to make it out of this alive, so I mouthed one word to Kaitlin. She immediately obeyed, and her back was the last thing I saw before I spun to face the terrifying personage behind me.
And I screamed.