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- Story Listed as: Fiction For Teens
- Theme: Horror
- Subject: Mystery
- Published: 03/22/2022
Evans city high, the label said as the car rushed through the street.
“Mom, we are almost late!” I yelled, I couldn't possibly be late on my first day of school, it would be the most embarrassing thing ever. As I arrived, the principal was already waiting, a tall old woman with glasses. She led me to my classroom and interrupted with her brittle voice
“Mhm, guys this is your new classmate, Christabelle.” she announced
I waved and sat down on the only empty desk. I made deep eye contact with a dirty blonde blue eyed and tan skin boy, he smiled and I blushed.
The teacher, Mr. Bonson had the most boring and eternal class ever until finally the bell rang. I have always been homeschooled, but my mom decided it would be best to send me to school so she can stay home with her new boyfriend, Tanner. Ever since they have been together my life has fallen apart. My mom stopped caring about me and she started drinking a lot.
“Hi, you must be the new girl, I just wanted to give you this.” a soft brown haired girl stared deeply, her green eyes shining in the sun.
“Oh uhm thanks.” I responded as I looked at the pink paper I had just been handed, it was an invitation to a party. Wow, I had only seen these in movies. I can't believe I had just been invited to one. I’m definitely going.
“You're not going” exclaimed mom as I showed her the invitation at my house. Once again she had been drinking and didn’t even know what was happening. I put my backpack down and ran to my room. It wasn’t quite ready, I hadn't finished unpacking all of my clothes and room decor. I decided to dedicate my afternoon to finishing my room because the next day I was going to invite the girl to my house. I figured out I needed a new friend.
“Oh um excuse me, hi, do you wanna come hang out at my place today?” I said as she flipped her shiny hair.
“Uh yeah sure.” she said, her voice sounded sweet. I got into Mr. Bonsons class again and the moment I sat in my seat I felt a splat, I could feel it spread through my white jeans, it couldn’t possibly be my period, I just got it last week I thought. Everyone laughed as if they knew what was happening. I ran to the bathroom and glanced at my jeans, of course it was blue paint. Luckily I was wearing my jacket so I wrapped it around me, and got back to class. I knew everyone would be staring, but I was the new girl and needed to pass through all of this to fit in.
Blah, blah, blah, algebra blah, blah, blah, square roots, the teacher squirmed. All I could think about was the boy I kept making eye contact with, it was not normal eye contact, I kinda felt a connection between me and him. After class I catched up with the brown haired girl,
“Oh, I don’t quite know your name yet.” I said.
“Oh yeah, I'm Gianna.” she said with a bright smile.
We walked together to our next period. She had math and I had English so we decided to meet at the entrance after school. And there she was as promised. We jumped in the car and mom drove us back home.
“Mom, this is Gianna,” I said, hoping my mom would respond.
“Hi Gianna, nice to meet you” She said, Gianna just waved. As we arrived I ran upstairs to show her my room, we gossiped and I told her about the hot boy I made eye contact with.
“Well that boy is called Daniel Johnson, he's one of the most popular boys in school and he’s captain of the soccer team.” Gianna said
“Oh of course he is,” I said. We both laughed and ordered pizza to watch some movies.
The next day I decided to wear my best outfit to school. I wanted to impress that boy. I saw him in the hallway. He glanced at me. I felt it, but I refused to make eye contact with him, as I walked I could still feel his stare. I just hoped he liked my outfit. Then I ran into Gianna. We had class together. We started to plan a sleepover since my mom would be gone in a couple of days.
Days passed and I was finally the day of the sleepover. I was so excited I even made a bucket list of all the things we could do. Gianna and I walked to my house, it was about a 10 minute walk. We decided to stop at the corner shop for some snacks. Gianna loved mac and cheese so we bought it.
While Gianna went to the kitchen to make the mac and cheese, I was busy messaging Daniel, I finally had the opportunity to get to know him better.
-” Chris, didn’t you say you were an only child? I didn’t know you had a big sister.” Gianna said with a confused face, I didn’t know what to answer.
“W-what do you mean Gi?”
“I just met your sister, in the kitchen” She said
I started to think it was a prank but I could tell by her face that she wasn’t joking. I rushed to the kitchen only to find out no one was there. I decided to forget about it and we headed to my room.
“We are gonna have the best sleepover ever!” we both screamed with excitement. After watching a couple of movies and eating sushi we were exhausted and our eyes felt heavy. Before we knew it, we were off to sleep.
“Chris, Christabelle!” exclaimed Gianna. I woke up to those screams.
“Ugh, what is it, can I just have five more minutes?” I said, I was still tired, I hate when people wake me up.
“Ok fine” she said. After my eyes finally decided to open I rushed downstairs to see Gianna, she was already preparing breakfast.
“Toast and waffles, yum!” I said. She seemed relieved that I was there, but in need of telling me something.
“Uh, Chris, did your mom take this picture?” She showed me a picture of me and Gianna sleeping. My face turned pale knowing that my mom was on a trip with Tanner and we were the only ones in the house.
“Gi, my mom isn’t in Evans, remember?” I told her, but then who would it be? Who would take that photo of us? That was the moment I wished I had cameras. I started to think about all sorts of things. Maybe a person broke in last night? Do I have a stalker? Or maybe a hacker?.
Nothing really made sense to me. Me and Gi decided it would be best if we forgot about it and moved on, we had an important test coming up and we wanted to do our best.
The next day I woke up and checked my phone. I was shocked as I saw another picture of me sleeping. It was that moment where I decided to call mom. Sadly she was too busy to answer. So I decided to take my own measures and go to sleep at Gianna’s house for the weekend. Her family was so welcoming, as I walked into Gianna's room I felt like I was in a princess's room. Everything was so clean and shiny. Her huge fluffy pink bed, she had a giant closet full of clothes, She had a vanity with every makeup, and even a swing. I stayed there for two nights until finally mom arrived.
As I headed back home I could see the light of the bathroom was turned on, “oh mom must have arrived early” I thought.
“Hello, mom, You here?” No one answered, I went upstairs to check the bathroom but the light was off. I quickly doubted what I saw and affirmed it was just my imagination, or was it?. I stayed in my room until finally I heard the keys open the door, I ran downstairs to greet mom, I kinda missed her.
“Mom, hi!” I said happily while giving her a tight hug,
“Ugh, Christabelle can’t you see i’m unloading things from the car” she said with an unpleasant face. I couldn’t believe after all those days I spent alone she wasn’t even happy to see me. I went to my room and shut the door, the only thing that could make me happy was reading. I read for about 30 minutes until something stopped me. I started to hear noises in my closet, like if something was moving inside. As I flew the door open, all of the clothes fell on top of me, then I felt as if I was trapped inside the pile, I gasped for air, and flew my hands to get an escape. “Help, ahhh” I yelled hoping someone would come, I kicked my legs, until finally the heavy clothes turned light weighted, the pressure had gone away. I couldn’t believe I was just drowning in clothes.
The next day in the morning as I woke up there was another picture on my phone, this time it wasn’t of me sleeping. As I looked at the picture closely I could see that it was taken in the moment where I was trapped in the clothes. Then as I scrolled through I saw there was a video, it was taken inside my closet, I wasn’t there.
This whole situation freaked me out so I decided to tell my mom about all the peculiar things.
“That’s nonsense” said my mom,
“Mom, look I have proof on my phone” I said as I started to open the photos only to realize they weren’t in my camera roll. I searched for them everywhere on my phone but no sign. My mom thought I was crazy, and I started to doubt myself.
A few days passed and none of the things happened again until, It was the epic party Gianna had invited me days ago, I was going to wear a beautiful rose gold dress I have saved my money to buy. I took a bath, did my makeup, and was about to wear my dress when I realized it had been ripped open. “MOM, did you do this” I said , I panicked as the answer of my mom was
“NO” I couldn’t believe it, it was my only option for the party. I ended up wearing an old blue dress with ruffles from my mom I didn't even like. The party was fun, I had an opportunity to dance with Daniel and we decided to start hanging out.
When I arrived at my house I found out my mom was gone, but I started hearing noises from another room. I checked the whole house but nothing. Then 10 minutes later I received a phone call, as I answered I could barely hear anything.
“Uh hello?” I said “who are you”
“Ha, Ha, Hagatha” She said, the voice was frightening, it was more of a whisper but a painful one. Then she hung up. I kept hearing the same voice in my head as a loop. It scared me. I waited for mom to arrive for about an hour then I told her.
“Mom do you know who Hagath-”
“Don’t say that name” my mom interrupted, I was puzzled.
“What do you mean?” I asked. “Mom, she called, and then hung up before I knew what she wanted.”
“This can’t be happening again, I thought this was over” My mom said, she panicked and started drinking again. I needed to know what was happening, but she refused to tell me. So I decided to look up Hagatha, but nothing. Then I tried looking up Hagatha prank calls, but again nothing. Lastly I searched up Hagatha and the name of my street,
“Bingo” I said. I found an article about a girl called Hagatha who lived in the same house. As I started reading more I felt alarmed. The girl, Hagatha had my same last name, and the article said she had committed suicide in the house. I saw a photo of her and she looked almost identical to me But instead she had black hair, pale skin and black eyes. “There is no way this is all a coincidence” I thought.
“What the-” I said out loud, I couldn’t believe what I found. It was a picture of my mom with Hagatha. That's when it all added up, Hagatha was my sister. I decided to go confront mom about this.
She refused to tell me anything, I knew it all hurt her so I left.
But that wasn’t all, the spirit of my sister still lived in my house, and I needed to get rid of it.
I had seen a movie about people getting rid of spirits so I decided to try it out. I bought salt, candles, incense and made a circle on the ground. Afterwards I lit up the candles and waited ten minutes. I felt air brushing through my hair every time it was stronger.
“It's working” I exclaimed then the candles lit out and it was all dark.
“Ha, Ha, Hagatha” it was the same chilling voice that I heard days ago, I was stunned. My solution failed.
I went to school the next day and told Gianna everything that had happened. She gave me a brilliant idea.
“You should hire a specialist” she said
“Oh my god Gianna you're a genius” I exclaimed and left school early, the only place where I could find a specialist was just across the street so as I entered the office I felt like I was in ghostbusters. There were all sorts of machines.
“Hi, are you Amelia Addams?” I said looking at an old lady
“Yes sweetheart, what do you need?” She said in the sweetest voice.
I told her everything and she decided to come to my house and see what's going on.
My mom wasn’t there so it was the best time, I showed her around and she walked with a machine.
bep , bep , bep, bep, beep, BeEp, BEEP” the sound of the machine got louder as I walked into my room
“Gotcha” she said and the machine suddenly turned into a vacuum and turned green.
“You're all set,” she said with a smile.
“What did you just do?” I asked, and she quickly explained that she trapped the spirit inside the machine and that my house was free. I couldn’t thank her enough. The days passed and it was all back to normal, I convinced my mom to go to therapy and my family came back together.
H A G A T H A(Nicole Franco PC.)
Evans city high, the label said as the car rushed through the street.
“Mom, we are almost late!” I yelled, I couldn't possibly be late on my first day of school, it would be the most embarrassing thing ever. As I arrived, the principal was already waiting, a tall old woman with glasses. She led me to my classroom and interrupted with her brittle voice
“Mhm, guys this is your new classmate, Christabelle.” she announced
I waved and sat down on the only empty desk. I made deep eye contact with a dirty blonde blue eyed and tan skin boy, he smiled and I blushed.
The teacher, Mr. Bonson had the most boring and eternal class ever until finally the bell rang. I have always been homeschooled, but my mom decided it would be best to send me to school so she can stay home with her new boyfriend, Tanner. Ever since they have been together my life has fallen apart. My mom stopped caring about me and she started drinking a lot.
“Hi, you must be the new girl, I just wanted to give you this.” a soft brown haired girl stared deeply, her green eyes shining in the sun.
“Oh uhm thanks.” I responded as I looked at the pink paper I had just been handed, it was an invitation to a party. Wow, I had only seen these in movies. I can't believe I had just been invited to one. I’m definitely going.
“You're not going” exclaimed mom as I showed her the invitation at my house. Once again she had been drinking and didn’t even know what was happening. I put my backpack down and ran to my room. It wasn’t quite ready, I hadn't finished unpacking all of my clothes and room decor. I decided to dedicate my afternoon to finishing my room because the next day I was going to invite the girl to my house. I figured out I needed a new friend.
“Oh um excuse me, hi, do you wanna come hang out at my place today?” I said as she flipped her shiny hair.
“Uh yeah sure.” she said, her voice sounded sweet. I got into Mr. Bonsons class again and the moment I sat in my seat I felt a splat, I could feel it spread through my white jeans, it couldn’t possibly be my period, I just got it last week I thought. Everyone laughed as if they knew what was happening. I ran to the bathroom and glanced at my jeans, of course it was blue paint. Luckily I was wearing my jacket so I wrapped it around me, and got back to class. I knew everyone would be staring, but I was the new girl and needed to pass through all of this to fit in.
Blah, blah, blah, algebra blah, blah, blah, square roots, the teacher squirmed. All I could think about was the boy I kept making eye contact with, it was not normal eye contact, I kinda felt a connection between me and him. After class I catched up with the brown haired girl,
“Oh, I don’t quite know your name yet.” I said.
“Oh yeah, I'm Gianna.” she said with a bright smile.
We walked together to our next period. She had math and I had English so we decided to meet at the entrance after school. And there she was as promised. We jumped in the car and mom drove us back home.
“Mom, this is Gianna,” I said, hoping my mom would respond.
“Hi Gianna, nice to meet you” She said, Gianna just waved. As we arrived I ran upstairs to show her my room, we gossiped and I told her about the hot boy I made eye contact with.
“Well that boy is called Daniel Johnson, he's one of the most popular boys in school and he’s captain of the soccer team.” Gianna said
“Oh of course he is,” I said. We both laughed and ordered pizza to watch some movies.
The next day I decided to wear my best outfit to school. I wanted to impress that boy. I saw him in the hallway. He glanced at me. I felt it, but I refused to make eye contact with him, as I walked I could still feel his stare. I just hoped he liked my outfit. Then I ran into Gianna. We had class together. We started to plan a sleepover since my mom would be gone in a couple of days.
Days passed and I was finally the day of the sleepover. I was so excited I even made a bucket list of all the things we could do. Gianna and I walked to my house, it was about a 10 minute walk. We decided to stop at the corner shop for some snacks. Gianna loved mac and cheese so we bought it.
While Gianna went to the kitchen to make the mac and cheese, I was busy messaging Daniel, I finally had the opportunity to get to know him better.
-” Chris, didn’t you say you were an only child? I didn’t know you had a big sister.” Gianna said with a confused face, I didn’t know what to answer.
“W-what do you mean Gi?”
“I just met your sister, in the kitchen” She said
I started to think it was a prank but I could tell by her face that she wasn’t joking. I rushed to the kitchen only to find out no one was there. I decided to forget about it and we headed to my room.
“We are gonna have the best sleepover ever!” we both screamed with excitement. After watching a couple of movies and eating sushi we were exhausted and our eyes felt heavy. Before we knew it, we were off to sleep.
“Chris, Christabelle!” exclaimed Gianna. I woke up to those screams.
“Ugh, what is it, can I just have five more minutes?” I said, I was still tired, I hate when people wake me up.
“Ok fine” she said. After my eyes finally decided to open I rushed downstairs to see Gianna, she was already preparing breakfast.
“Toast and waffles, yum!” I said. She seemed relieved that I was there, but in need of telling me something.
“Uh, Chris, did your mom take this picture?” She showed me a picture of me and Gianna sleeping. My face turned pale knowing that my mom was on a trip with Tanner and we were the only ones in the house.
“Gi, my mom isn’t in Evans, remember?” I told her, but then who would it be? Who would take that photo of us? That was the moment I wished I had cameras. I started to think about all sorts of things. Maybe a person broke in last night? Do I have a stalker? Or maybe a hacker?.
Nothing really made sense to me. Me and Gi decided it would be best if we forgot about it and moved on, we had an important test coming up and we wanted to do our best.
The next day I woke up and checked my phone. I was shocked as I saw another picture of me sleeping. It was that moment where I decided to call mom. Sadly she was too busy to answer. So I decided to take my own measures and go to sleep at Gianna’s house for the weekend. Her family was so welcoming, as I walked into Gianna's room I felt like I was in a princess's room. Everything was so clean and shiny. Her huge fluffy pink bed, she had a giant closet full of clothes, She had a vanity with every makeup, and even a swing. I stayed there for two nights until finally mom arrived.
As I headed back home I could see the light of the bathroom was turned on, “oh mom must have arrived early” I thought.
“Hello, mom, You here?” No one answered, I went upstairs to check the bathroom but the light was off. I quickly doubted what I saw and affirmed it was just my imagination, or was it?. I stayed in my room until finally I heard the keys open the door, I ran downstairs to greet mom, I kinda missed her.
“Mom, hi!” I said happily while giving her a tight hug,
“Ugh, Christabelle can’t you see i’m unloading things from the car” she said with an unpleasant face. I couldn’t believe after all those days I spent alone she wasn’t even happy to see me. I went to my room and shut the door, the only thing that could make me happy was reading. I read for about 30 minutes until something stopped me. I started to hear noises in my closet, like if something was moving inside. As I flew the door open, all of the clothes fell on top of me, then I felt as if I was trapped inside the pile, I gasped for air, and flew my hands to get an escape. “Help, ahhh” I yelled hoping someone would come, I kicked my legs, until finally the heavy clothes turned light weighted, the pressure had gone away. I couldn’t believe I was just drowning in clothes.
The next day in the morning as I woke up there was another picture on my phone, this time it wasn’t of me sleeping. As I looked at the picture closely I could see that it was taken in the moment where I was trapped in the clothes. Then as I scrolled through I saw there was a video, it was taken inside my closet, I wasn’t there.
This whole situation freaked me out so I decided to tell my mom about all the peculiar things.
“That’s nonsense” said my mom,
“Mom, look I have proof on my phone” I said as I started to open the photos only to realize they weren’t in my camera roll. I searched for them everywhere on my phone but no sign. My mom thought I was crazy, and I started to doubt myself.
A few days passed and none of the things happened again until, It was the epic party Gianna had invited me days ago, I was going to wear a beautiful rose gold dress I have saved my money to buy. I took a bath, did my makeup, and was about to wear my dress when I realized it had been ripped open. “MOM, did you do this” I said , I panicked as the answer of my mom was
“NO” I couldn’t believe it, it was my only option for the party. I ended up wearing an old blue dress with ruffles from my mom I didn't even like. The party was fun, I had an opportunity to dance with Daniel and we decided to start hanging out.
When I arrived at my house I found out my mom was gone, but I started hearing noises from another room. I checked the whole house but nothing. Then 10 minutes later I received a phone call, as I answered I could barely hear anything.
“Uh hello?” I said “who are you”
“Ha, Ha, Hagatha” She said, the voice was frightening, it was more of a whisper but a painful one. Then she hung up. I kept hearing the same voice in my head as a loop. It scared me. I waited for mom to arrive for about an hour then I told her.
“Mom do you know who Hagath-”
“Don’t say that name” my mom interrupted, I was puzzled.
“What do you mean?” I asked. “Mom, she called, and then hung up before I knew what she wanted.”
“This can’t be happening again, I thought this was over” My mom said, she panicked and started drinking again. I needed to know what was happening, but she refused to tell me. So I decided to look up Hagatha, but nothing. Then I tried looking up Hagatha prank calls, but again nothing. Lastly I searched up Hagatha and the name of my street,
“Bingo” I said. I found an article about a girl called Hagatha who lived in the same house. As I started reading more I felt alarmed. The girl, Hagatha had my same last name, and the article said she had committed suicide in the house. I saw a photo of her and she looked almost identical to me But instead she had black hair, pale skin and black eyes. “There is no way this is all a coincidence” I thought.
“What the-” I said out loud, I couldn’t believe what I found. It was a picture of my mom with Hagatha. That's when it all added up, Hagatha was my sister. I decided to go confront mom about this.
She refused to tell me anything, I knew it all hurt her so I left.
But that wasn’t all, the spirit of my sister still lived in my house, and I needed to get rid of it.
I had seen a movie about people getting rid of spirits so I decided to try it out. I bought salt, candles, incense and made a circle on the ground. Afterwards I lit up the candles and waited ten minutes. I felt air brushing through my hair every time it was stronger.
“It's working” I exclaimed then the candles lit out and it was all dark.
“Ha, Ha, Hagatha” it was the same chilling voice that I heard days ago, I was stunned. My solution failed.
I went to school the next day and told Gianna everything that had happened. She gave me a brilliant idea.
“You should hire a specialist” she said
“Oh my god Gianna you're a genius” I exclaimed and left school early, the only place where I could find a specialist was just across the street so as I entered the office I felt like I was in ghostbusters. There were all sorts of machines.
“Hi, are you Amelia Addams?” I said looking at an old lady
“Yes sweetheart, what do you need?” She said in the sweetest voice.
I told her everything and she decided to come to my house and see what's going on.
My mom wasn’t there so it was the best time, I showed her around and she walked with a machine.
bep , bep , bep, bep, beep, BeEp, BEEP” the sound of the machine got louder as I walked into my room
“Gotcha” she said and the machine suddenly turned into a vacuum and turned green.
“You're all set,” she said with a smile.
“What did you just do?” I asked, and she quickly explained that she trapped the spirit inside the machine and that my house was free. I couldn’t thank her enough. The days passed and it was all back to normal, I convinced my mom to go to therapy and my family came back together.
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Lillian Kazmierczak
11/21/2022That was a very interesting story. You wrote it well and I enjoyed every word. You are a great story teller!
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Cordelia Canavati
03/31/2022I really liked all of the plot twists in the story and the hagatha name and backstory its all very intresting. I wonder what would happen when the next family moves in ?
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Alejandra Hernández Guzmán
03/31/2022I loved the part where Gi met Christabelle's sister in the kitchen, but she does not have one. There are many details in the whole story that help me imagine it in my head, and I connect this story with other scary movies I have seen. I wonder if the sister will ever come back?
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