1985 the year my parents first met, yet in 2009 is when my parents divorced. There best year science I was born, my worst! It has bee-

"Honey, its time to go are you ready?" Mom said with a loud voice interrupting followed by a loud bang of the front door closing behind her.

"Yah mom, just let me finish typing something up!" I hollered to her. 'Ok so where was I? Oh yah!' It has been a year science th-

"Cyri, honey, we have to go now. It takes 2 hours to get there and we don’t want to get caught up in traffic!" Mom said again interrupting but, this time walking up the stairs to my bed room. Mom nodded eagerly. It was her "Lets go hon." face. I pressed save.

"Ok ok! I'll meet you in the car." I said turning off the laptop and putting it in a box. she smiled and walked down the stairs. The front door closed again with a loud bang and, now I was alone in this beautiful house ready to move. We where going to move to were my mom had grown up as a child. I looked around my old bed room...It was sadly empty I could see the blue paint on my wall as new as can be. Never to see my face again.

I soon went down stairs carrying one box. I opened the door and closed it leaving the house, empty, never returning. A new family will be moving in and a new born baby boy will soon see my freshly painted blue wall. I thought putting my box in the U-Hal trailer my mom rented. "Cyri Ray Bell lets go!" my mom urged me with a cheerful voice. I climbed into the back seat of my car. Well Technically its not mine yet but in 3 year when I turn 16 I get full responsibilities of this car.

As we pulled out of the driveway I could see one of my friends, Jenna, that lives next door waving good by. I waved back looking, no remembering her. She was my only friend at school who would actually sit with me at lunch and let me visit. I don’t know why my other friends wouldn’t let me visit or sit with me at lunch. And Jenna, Jenna had naturally curly hair that went down to her mid back. Her hair was strawberry blond and Jenna had Dark brown eyes. She also had Freckles. But, Jenna soon faded away.

“Mom, why did we have to leave our beautiful house?” I said twiddling my thumbs and looking down.

“Because we cant afford it, Hon., and the house that we are going to move to is fully paid for. Did I tell you that I grew up in that house?!” Mom said with a bouncy tone. We where now on the high way.

“Oh…” I said looking up to her reflection in the mirror. “…I whish you and dad didn’t get a divorce.” I mumbled but Mom didn’t say any thing she just keep driving. I looked at the car clock. It read 3:50. ‘One hour n’ a half’ I told my self ‘One hour n’ a half’

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“Come on, Hon., wake up we are here.” I could hear moms soft voice and her hands shake me up.

“Uh…” I groaned opening my eyes to see the old house that sat happily in front of me. One window was all tape, the roof looked like some one beat it a million times with a bat. The house in all looked like something that could go in a junk yard or a piece of a grave yard. I stepped out of the car. I looked around and saw that our nice green couch was in the yellow gr*censored*.

“Mom? Why is the couch on the lawn?” I asked looking in the U-Hal trailer. The only thing left was one box. I opened the box and there was a picture of mom, dad, and me at our old house 3 years ago during the m*censored*ive snow storm. There was a teddy bear my dad had gave me when I was 1year old. There was also something else in the box, I moved the picture a side and grabbed the mirror. At the top there was my name CYRI engraved. It was moms present to me when I was 6. She said is was a magic mirror that something’s should be seen not heard.

I put the picture, Mirror and teddy bear back into the box and carried it inside. “Mom?” I yelled. No response. I walked down the creaky old hallway. I entered the first door on the right to find my mom. My mom! She was laying her side on the floor scratching the wood with one finger as if she was trying to get something out.

“Mom?” My voice said with fear. “A-are you ok?” but all she did was look at me with a confused face. She then turned on her other side and scratched the old wood floor there. She looked like some one had hypnotized her or something. But I just shrugged. I thought it was just a reaction from divorcing dad.

I went to the room furthest from hers. It was at the very end of the hall way 4 doors away. I slowly opened the door waiting to see what the aging walls and floors were going to look like. As the door opened all the way I could see that the room didn’t look so bad. The Green paint on the wall was chipping, but very little. The floor had a nice mocha colored carpet and there was a beautiful mirror in the corner of the room covered in dust. I looked around again. My bed, the Dresser, my night stand, my clothes box, and my bedroom decorations box was already in my room, too.

There was nothing to do so I decided to unpack the boxes. Lame? I know. In the first one was my cloths. I didn’t have much so it went in the first two drawers. I placed my cloths neatly in the drawers and opened the second box. It was the box I found out side. I placed the picture and the mirror on the dresser top and put the teddy bear on the bed. I looked back into the box, there was another thing in it something I didn’t see before. It was a key. I also set it on the dresser I continued to open boxes till there where none left.

About a hour later I finished. My room looked nice and neat. I looked at my clock that was by the bed on the night stand, it read 6:00pm. It had been 1 hour and 20 minutes science we arrived and I was getting hungry so I went down the hall to my moms room. She was still scratching at the floor. Her fingers where bleeding a little.

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Part 3 

“A earthquake?!” I leaped out of my bed and went in the door way, but then suddenly the shaking stopped. It was still dark but in the distance I saw a flickering light.

I slowly walked towards the light but it wasn’t a normal yellow light, like I saw before, it was now blue and moving. The little blue light went up the stairs to the attic. I didn’t know if I should follow it or not but I did, I felt like I had to! Like something was pushing me to go with the blue light. Surprisingly I wasn’t scared I was actually excited. I was in the attic now and the boxes where still moving. I walked in more and tripped over a bottle of Coco Cola. The Blue light disappeared and right then when I tripped, the boxes stopped moving, the hail stopped dancing and every thing was quiet. I was more scared now than when the boxes where moving. I looked down at the Coco Cola bottle and pick it up.

“What a strange looking bottle!” I mumbled to my self as the hail once again danced on the roof. The bottle was round and kinda squishy. I opened the bottle and drank the Coco Cola with out thinking. It didn’t taste like Coco Cola it tasted like orange soda and sleeping medicine. I looked at the bottle and looked back up. I saw the blue light now in front of me.

Before I fell a sleep I could of sworn I heard the blue light either giggle or gasp. The next morning (I think), I got out of my bed wondering what had happened. But I didn’t think about that for long because I noticed the dusty beautiful mirror that was in the Corner of my room was gone. I felt a little fear run up my spine.

“Cyri, hon., do you want French toast this morning?” I heard my mom yell from the kitchen. I forgot about the missing mirror.

“MOM!?” I shouted running into the kitchen. I was still wearing my cloths I wore the other day.

“Hon, go get dressed, and you know I don’t like you sleeping in your day cloths.” she scolded me as I went to change. It was weird that she seemed and looked perfectly fine. As I went in my room and saw the blue light. I gasped, almost going to run out of the bedroom in fear. “wait!” The blue light said gently and innocent. “sorry…” The blue light whispered as it faded away. The blue light mumbled something else before it left but I couldn’t heat it.

I got dressed and walked into the kitchen wearing a purple plaid shirt that buttoned all the way up with sparkly skinny jeans. The breakfast was on the table where my mom was sitting waiting for me. I sat down and ate.

“Mom what happened yesterday” But all she did was look at me confused and ate at a faster pace. “What day is it, Mom?” I asked not knowing if it was just dreaming yesterday or maybe today was a dream. After both of us got done eating in silence she went out side for a walk and I went in my room, still wondering what happened the other day. I laid on my bed looking out the window. It was a sunny warm fall day, so I decided I should go outside away from the creepy old house. I stepped outside and entered what should have been a backyard but was now a forest. The forest was silent and pretty. This is what I needed, to get a way form my mom, the house and especially the blue light which I thought was now a ghost.

I took my time walking through the forest. I was just soaking in the beauty the forest let out. I closed my eye and started spinning around in circles listening to the trees whisper to each other. I spun around and around. Once I thought I heard a tree whisper “Cyri, Stop!” But I knew it was my imagination. I was still spinning a I felt like I was floating on air until I felt sick. I guess I was spinning to much? I thought with a question, like it wasn’t true. I stopping and balancing my self to where both feet stood firmly on the ground. I began to walk again but I didn’t know which way to go. I looked around panic and looked up like sky was going to give me an answer. I shook my head in disbelief. I must have been spinning for a long time! I thought to my self disappointed as the sky was slowly changing from Orange to Purple. I laughed uncomfortably. Nah, since its fall the sky changes colors. Right? I thought slowly trying to convince my self that it was still morning, but helplessly ending the thought with a question.

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“HELLO?” I yelled stinking my finger in my mouth and putting it up in the air. I actually didn’t know what to do I just saw it in a movie, sticking my finger in my mouth and checking which way the wind was blowing. It was blowing east, or I thought it was east, and so I went with it. I turned left. Left again, no it was right, now left, and left? I was so confused. I could feel tears burning inside my eyes but I just swallowed hard. I took a deep breath in and held it in until I felt my face turn red. I then turned around so confident and walked. But as I started to walk I lost my confident and besides, it was getting darker and darker. I soon lost hope that I was ever going to get back to the house.

I fell on the ground and started talking to my self. “Well…I live a long life right? 13 years.” But before I could say any thing else I saw the ghost but this time is a human figure.

The ghost looked solid and I could see her clearly. Her hair was dark red. Her hair stood a little below her shoulders and it was straight. Her bangs fell gently and evenly to the middle of her eyes. She brushed them away. I could see her face better. She had grey eyes, and her face was pale. She was wearing a lose shirt and regular jeans. I couldn’t make out what time period she was from.

I got up and she steeped back a few feet. She gestured right, looked at me and held my gaze for a moment then disappeared. Confused, I walked right and didn’t stop. My eyes where half closed, cautiously waiting for something tragic to happen. The next thing I knew it was home. It was sitting right in front of me.

It was nearly dark when I walked in the house. “Mom I am home!” I yelled my voice scratchy from not talking almost all day. I walked into the kitchen to grab a granola bar. I wandered into the hall way. No sign of mom. I peaked into her room. Nothing but a scratched up floor. I looked into the next room and the next, and the next! The only thing that was in there was were some furniture. I took a bite out of the granola bar and walked in my room semi panicking. When I started to think about everything that went on yesterday I was so confused. Even thought It had only been 2 days it felt like a century. I sat on my bed and laid back. Click. The door started to creek open.

“Mom!” I hollered before sitting up. I was frightened when I didn’t hear a response. I looked out my window. Navy Blue. The sky was a dark Navy Blue and the sky was barley above the horizon. I gulped the granola bar down and stood up.

My legs slowly started to move towards the bedroom door. What was I doing. Why was I being so brave when I was so scared? Before I rounded the door and began walking down the hallway I stopped breathing. Why wasn’t I breathing? Was I scared what I might find?

Immediately my legs started to move when I began breathing again. I turned the corner and….

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