Season Three

P.O.V

One tahun yang lalu was halloween 2012 and it was the hari a group of friends went into the haunted house on Mulberry Lane, but only twelve of the thirteen came out when a blood curdling scream sent them running out of the shabby old house on the corner. They were so scared when a week later the police investigated the house only to find traces of her blood on the floor on the long hallway upstairs. Now a tahun later those twelve have decided to come back to see if they can find little old me. They thought I wouldn’t survive in this house since bunga need light to grow, but they were right...

Dry lightning cracks across the skies. Those storm clouds gather in her eyes. Her daddy was a mean old mister. Mama was an malaikat in the ground. The weather man called for a twister. She prayed blow it down

It was March 1st. I should have been happy that it is my birthday, but how could I when everything around me is a wreck. I wish I could just cry away the pain from all this misery. I look out my bedroom window and I see lightning strike a pohon down. I feel the pain of the tree, and I cannot help it; however, I don’t feel any lebih pain that I previously did. I wish my mom was still around....