A Second Life Haunting By: Ally Pfister 1/26/10 (Irony)

She had heard about the haunting before. Many people killed by the ones who love them the most. People being abused by ghost’s creatures that looked just like them self’s. She had done research on how people can come back in a different persons body or brining their own body back as someone, else in this case. Someone to love and then to kill. Just for their own amusement. Some of them good and some bad (but mostly bad). Refusing to be dead. And killing the nonbelievers.
Maria Carter was 12 at the time. She had just moved into a new house in Bennington Vermont. It was an old house. Creaky steps, old and wooden, a sunken roof, and shattered glass. The original owner had died long ago but Maria thought she knew him somehow because the house looked familiar she had seen it somewhere before with the owner in it.
The house was small and old. You first walk in the front door and there lays an old creaky wooden staircase case straight ahead on the right of the stair case was some more stairs leading to the basement but they couldn’t go down there because there were no lights and the stairs had fallen apart. On the left of the staircase was a living room with cracked tile floors and every wall was nothing but mirrors. The only other thing in there was the three couches and they had been covered up, and piled with dust. If you leave the living room and go to the right there is any ordinary old kitchen that leads to a hallway, And in that hallway there were three rooms one was her parent’s bedroom another was her bedroom and the last was the guest bedroom and used to be the original owner bed room which they made into their guest bedroom. The man who sold them the house was so scared of the room they never got to see it until they moved in because he would just walk by it when showing the house. Her parents also wouldn’t go into it. They made her make the bed in it and move the TV into it and clean it all by herself. Is strange to her that she was basically the only one who could go into the room.
That night when Maria was in bed she saw shadow of a person running outside of her door and thought that she was just seeing things but she was wrong. She had seen the goats of her past life. The thing was that Maria didn’t know that.
The next day Maria decided to go to the library. Went she walked in all eyes were on her and everyone seamed to know that something bas was going to happen. She went to the front desk and asked that librarian for a mystery book. The librarian replied with a shaky voice saying "I think that you would want to read about Henry right"? Maria had no idea what was going on so she asked the lady who Henry was. The librarian was shocked that she hadn’t known so she told the story. “Many people have moved into that house to try to live a normal life, not knowing about Henry. Every person that walked into the room in her house that no one would go into disappeared a few weeks later.” the librarian led her to a shelf. She scanned it with her eyes twice and then half way through the second time she stopped and slowly pulled out a big brown book. She told her that the whole neighborhood knew about the house and Maria but they were just too scared to tell anyone. Then she handed her the book and walked back to her desk.
Maria opened the book and it told all kinds of stories about all kinds of people but the entire same story. A family moved into the house and heard noises and saw things and then walked into a room and never came back. Some people in the book clamed they heard voices saying "Maria". She thought this was so creepy. Then in the back of the book was and envelope taped to the cover. In it was a story. It told about a man who was going to die of cancer but knew he would come back to Earth some day, some how. And to do this he had to get another life of someone unrelated to him and get back to his old house so that the memories of his past could have the power to bring him back. The letter was singed "Henry Laneck". Maria got too scared and ran home in the rain. When she got home she ate dinner alone and then fell asleep on the guest bedroom bed. She woke up to a bang. Maria looked over at the clock and it read 3:45 Am. Then she felt a scratch n her leg, which made her jump. Before Maria knew it, she was being dragged into the living room. She wanted to scream but couldn’t, something was stopping her. She couldn’t see or feel it but Maria knew that someone’s hand was over his mouth. She was in shock and couldn’t breathe. She got to the living room and was whipped in front of a mirror. Words started to upper in a dark red substance. Maria was about to run but couldn’t move. The words spelt out, “My name is Henry, I died of cancer, this is my house, I need your help, and if you don’t help (if I’m not on Earth by sunrise tomorrow) I will kill you. You’re the only one who can help. Go to the guest bedroom (mine) now! Then Maria started to breathe again. Maria fainted wile tears ran down her face.
The next morning she woke up in a hospital bed. The doctor was shaking her arm and saying her name softly to get her up. She looked out the window and saw her mom crying in the waiting room. “Maria, I’m afraid that you have a rare cancer called Synovial sarcoma. This is rare form of cancer which usually occurs near to the joints of the arm or leg. It is one of the soft tissue sarcomas. You are going to die because there is nothing that we can do to help you, I’m sorry Maria.” When the nurse left Maria locked the door and turned on the TV so that no one could hear her crying. She had cancer and the same one that Henry had. She was going to be killed by cancer or Henry but either way she had to die. She wanted to help Henry come back to life so that he wouldn’t kill her but she couldn’t. She didn’t know how and she also couldn’t leave the hospital or she would die sooner than she is supposed to.
Maria’s eyes slowly began to close. The next morning her mom went into her room and found her on the floor lying in a puddle of blood. There were scrapes all over her body and her white hospital gown had been stained red. A knife lay next to her on one side and the book from the library was on the other side. She had been killed by Henry and not cancer. Nobody knew this. People just thought that she had committed subside. Doctors thought that the cancer caused all of the blood but they were wrong. As Maria’s Mother ran out of the hospital screaming she had tripped and was being dragged away. She looked up at Maria’s room and saw her looking out the window saying help.