My name is Kelly. I once had a family. I had a Mom and a Dad, two twin brothers, a step-sister and a dog named Ace. I had lost all of them in one tragic evening.It all started when someone had left the windows open in apartment number thirteen....
I was preparing to move to an apartment with my family in Virginia. I didn't really want to move because I had made a lot of friends. And I had just gotten an incredible room to myself. When I heard we were moving I got shocked. "Why, Mom?"I had asked Mom.''I love it here. And I know you and Dad do too."
"Your Dad and I can't afford it hon. We've got no budget. I know it's a big change, but your Dad has seen the place and he says it's perfect for our family.'' She had replied.
" So is this house!" I had screamed.
"Kelly!'' Mom had shouted. She'd never shouted at me before. Not once. I had seen the fear in her eyes that day. The fear of hurting me. The fear of not being able to give us what we need and want.''We've got no money and you have no right to talk to me like that." She had said in a very stern voice. "Now get packing we're moving whether you like it or not." I had just stormed off without saying anything back. I had started and finished packing when my step-sister, Sophie came into my room. Sophie and I hadn't been so close ever since I was born. Sophie's mom had died in car accident when she was just 3 years old. And then Dad had married Mom and had gotten me and my twin brothers.
''Stop bothering Mom with your selfish needs. Don't you see how tense she is nowadays?'' Sophie had said.
"Why would you care when you've got nothing to loose!" I had shouted at her. "You're just a life guard! You can get a job anywhere!''
Then Sophie had screamed at me"At least I don't act like a spoilt brat! You always get everything you want. When I want to buy stuff I want, I never get to buy it because you always left Mom and Dad with no money.And I always had to pay for your bills!" After screaming at me she stormed off to her room.
The next morning the moving truck came and the ride to Virginia was quiet and tense. No one had said a word. We had gotten to the apartment and the movers had put the furniture the way Mom wanted them too. While Dad payed the bills. When I got to my so called room, I found Sophie's boxes full of her things next to mine. And two beds in either side of the room. I then had figured out I had to share a bedroom with Sophie. At first it wasn't that bad. There was a lot of space for both me and Sophie. We didn't talk but we knew what not to do.
After two weeks is when things started to go down hill. My parents started arguing for the first time in my life because one of my twin brothers, Jim, had broken an arm by falling from their window on the first floor. My parents were relieved their rooms hadn't had been on the second or third floor. "Jim do you know how you fell off the window?" I had asked. Just then he looked behind me, where Sophie was standing and became unusually quiet and at the corner of my eye I thought I had seen Sophie shake her head.
Jim's twin, Jack, had replied quickly. "Um, we were just playing and running around our room and I tripped over something and pushed Jim. That's how he fell out the window."
"Oh, Okay." I had said. But I knew something was else was going on. Something involving
Sophie. Then I followed Sophie to our room. When I had just started to fall asleep I heard someone approaching me. I turned around and found Sophie hovering over me. "Um, hey Sophie. Can I help you?" I had asked. She looked paler than usual. Was she sick? I had thought. But that wasn't the case. Maybe it was just because of the lack of brightness in the room.
"I want to know how Jim fell out of the window because I don't think Jack was telling the truth." For a second my suspicion of Sophie had dropped. So it wasn't her. I had thought to myself. "I want you to help me find out the truth.'' I was shocked she wanted me to help. I had thought she really wanted to find out. " Let's check the boys room first then go to the 3rd floor to see what would've happened if Jim if he fell from there." Then she walked of without hearing my answer.
We had walked to the twins room and opened the door slowly and examined the window and left for the 3rd floor. "So, what should we look at first?" I had asked Sophie. I had gotten no response. She probably needed to get something. I'd thought. So, I had started investigating myself. I looked around the window first when I heard footsteps behind me. "About time." I said to Sophie while I was still examining the window. Then Sophie did something I didn't expect. She pushed me out the window. Time slowed down. I had fallen into the darkness of the night. I Kelly had died that day.
So, are you wondering how I'm telling you my story after I died? Because I still haunt the apartment I live in. Or lived in. Waiting for the right time to get revenge...
