WarriorWolf99

     I looked down at my gravestone, it read: Sophie Black. Born March 1st 1996, Died April 7th 2012. "Sophie!" Surprised I spun around. I saw my friend Cammy and relaxed.     "What are you doing here?" I hissed at her.     "Well, you seemed kind of off today. So I followed you to see if you were okay." She answered. Cammy looked down at my gravestone then looked confused.     I smiled sadly. "I would have been twenty-nine. I was sixteen when I died."     "What are you talking about? You're alive aren't you?"     "No. I'm not alive. I was murdered by a girl who only looks our age. She's a lot older than she looks though." I sighe

      When I walked into my house, all the lights were off and a faint whimpering sound was coming from the kitchen. "Mom, are you here?" I called out as I dropped my bag to the floor. I walked to the kitchen and the whimpering got louder. "Jenny? Nicole?" I called my younger sisters and when I turned on the light I saw Jenny and Nicole. They were both dead and lying in a pool of blood. My  dog Sandy was nudging their bodies as if to wake them. "Oh my god..." I choked out as I backed away. "Mom!" I screamed and ran upstairs flinging the door wide open. I looked into the room and saw a girl leaning over my mothers body, "WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO