Now from then I’ve been able to see or feel strange things. Sometimes they’re scary othertimes its peaceful and other times I’ll get sick. I usually follow these instincts I figure there is a reason for them. Well this girl the feeling I got of her was one of confusion and fear. She didn’t say anything so I asked what she wanted, she turned towards the door and vanished I turned on the light and walked to the door. There was nothing on the door or in the hall so I went back to bed. I’ve seen her a few times since then.
Then one night I was in my room again and again the same feelings I yelled out loud asking who she was and what she wanted. I got no answer. At least not until I fell asleep again. Thats when I had the dream. In the dream I was in my house walking around upstairs I walked into the bathroom and happened to look into the mirror I saw her standing behind me dressed the same way. In the dream I heard a name the name was Marianna. Now what I want to now is, could Mariana be this spirits name. If it is why was it she told me in a dream.
I tried to figgure out what happened to her, why her spirit is still here? I quickly looked up on google and typed out her name and I scrolled down to see what mysterious things had happened to this little girl, when suddenly something struck me on the screen ‘I am here!’. I looked at it again, and the words just dissappeared. I clicked on ‘Marianna’ and this newspaper article appeared on the screen telling me that this girl had disappeared a while ago. She was never found and was apparently murdered by her father. This sent shivers down my spine. Looking around me, Marianna did not appear but I knew that she is still present in my room or I was only going insane, so I ignored everything, each squeak, noise the banging and the screeching of each swinging door.
I needed to speak to someone. The steady ringing of the telephone in my ears was filling my head with anguish. I had been trying to get hold of her, of someone, anyone. Anyone, who could dull the consistant sting of pain in my life that had haunted my everyday. No answer still. I must have let the phone ring longer than I had expected when suddenly the recorder cmae on, her voice beckoned me to leave a word of evidence from me calling. And so I granted a wish, I informed her it was quite important she return my call. Slowly I hung the phone in its proper location and returned to my torturous lonely night.
If she would have answered, if only someone truly cared. As I was walking to the garage I was doubtful that she would truthfully return my call as soon as possible. Then something unexpected happened the firm, loud sound of my telephone. Now waiting for me to reply to its unremitting song, filled the house with persistant ringing. I brisk fully walked to answer the phone, hoping that she got my message, that she would give me a reason not to….
I hurriedly clicked on the phone to end her waiting. ‘……….Help!……Help!……Helpppppp… meeeee!….,’ the voice screemed in my ear. I jumped with fear, dropped the phone, shivering and staring at the phone.
‘Hello?…Hello?, is this you?’ In fear of hanging up I snapped out of my daze and answered her. ‘Yeah it’s me’, as I heard my voice aloud in the backround of the phone. There was a short pause, the dial tone started again and the voice came again, ‘aaaaaahhhh!!!………… Heeeelpp!…..Help!!! me…..run away now!!!!,’ I just stood there thinking what she just said to me, was she warning me about something, was her dad here? When suddenly all the doors slammed shut tight. I ran to the windows to break the glass but it was like I was trapped in my own house, the windows weren’t there. It was all dark, I could here her voice ‘Run away now!’ all over and over again.
I turned to see who was behind me, as my curiosity began building up, my heart was beating very fast, I could feel my blood rushing to the brain. I took a deep breath and turned around. ‘ahhhhhh!!!!!!……….’
