“Can I help you?” questioned Emma.
Seconds after Emma had said that this girl pushed passed Emma as if she was not there. Emma was rather startled by this. The girl went over to the small corner table in Emma’s room, and stared at it. She put her hand on the table, and started to move it, whoever this girl was she appeared to be looking for something. Suddenly to Emma’s shock, she spoke.
“I have left my diary in here.”
“Er I’m sorry but I don’t think you have. This is my room; I think I would know if id found something like that in here.” Replied Emma, rather miffed off.
With that, the stranger took off, so fast Emma did not have time to say bye. She quickly ran to the door and peered down the long corridor, but no one was to be seen. Emma began to get confused; no one could run down a corridor that quickly surely. Emma thought this was very odd, she felt rather tired, Emma lay down on her bed, and she fell asleep within minutes.
The room Emma was staying in was very basic. All the student accommodation had a simple layout, one room; it had a bed, a sink, one small table and a chair. Emma’s room number was 294, the third storey up on the eighth storey building.
As Emma awoke the next morning, she got up to get a glass of water. As she made her way to the sink, she could not help but notice what looked like a notebook on the table. As she got closer, she realised it was a diary. Her heart raced. On the front was a name ‘Lauren Spencer’. At this point Emma was very puzzled as this was her room. She went down to the universities library and asked if they could check the records for a Lauren Spencer. The woman typed in the name on the computers database, and verified that there was a Lauren Spencer at the university. However, she was there last year. As Emma was very confused, she thanked the woman and approached the door to walk out. A man tapped Emma on her shoulder just as she was leaving.
“Was I mistaken or did I hear you mention a Lauren Spencer?” questioned the man
“Yes I did, a girl was at my door last night, rather pale girl, very strange, and she just barged in looking for an apparent diary she had left in my room.”
The mans face started to turn paler by the second, there was a short pause, Emma carried on
“I told her she must be mistaken as it was my room, and that I think I would notice something like that lying around. And with that, she took off! She was gone like a flash. Why do you ask?” said Emma rather curiously
“I don’t know if this is my place to say but a girl staying in room 294 committed suicide last year”
Emma started to tremble, and she ran off down the corridor to her room, as she reached her room, she slammed the door shut, locking it behind her. She turned around to find herself almost face to face with the same girl from last night.
Gasping for breath, she realised closing the door was the biggest mistake she had just made. “Are you Lauren?” panted Emma
“Yes I am” replied Emma in a flat tone of voice.
“What do you want from me!” cried Emma, have anything just leave please!
Sweating ran down Emma’s forehead, she covered her face with her trembling hands, and slowing edged down the side of the wall.
“I want what I don’t have. Life.”
Lauren walked towards Emma. Screaming, Lauren grabbed Emma by her throat. Struggling through, Emma tried to fight back, but was just too weak against this power driven poltergeist. Finally, Emma had given up the will to live.
