"Mommy," the frightened child screamed." "Mommy, Mommmmmmme."
The questionable mother rusted in the little girl's bedroom, turning on the light.
"Mommy I saw something in the bathroom."
"Honey, I've told you that there is nothing here. I know we have only lived here for a month, but you should be use to this place by now.
"Mommy, I swear I saw it," cried the blonde hair, blue eyes ten year old.
"How many times do I have to check the bathroom to show you there is nothing there? I thought you passed this stage in , I know that it is hard that your father and I broke up, but it was for better things."
"Mommy, I saw it, go check, please Mommy, I don't feel safe in this place. I can feel it. Please lets get out of here and go somewhere else, Please. Anywhere is fine, but not here, please.
"Christian, how many times I'am going to do this. And stop calling me Mommy. What ever happened to Mom? I swear you need to see a shrink."
The confident mother went over to the bathroom passing three closets and a sink. She opened the door displaying to the frightened child, that there is nothing to be afraid of.
"See nothing to worry about!" She quickly shut the door that had a toilet and an old fashion tube without an added in shower faucet.
"From now on leave the bathroom door shut like I told you before."
"I do Mommy, but it keeps on opening it up again."
"Here! This is a key that will open and close any door in this house, accept for the attic, because I haven't found that key yet and I have to get another one made tomorrow downtown. I'am going to bed, get some sleep, tomorrow is a big day for you. Its your first day of school."
"I don't want to go to school tomorrow!
"Cut it out and get some sleep."
"No, it will come after me."
"What will?"
"I don't know, the ghost or demon. I don't know. It isn't showing itself, but I know it is there."
"Listen, we'll go somewhere tomorrow to get this stuff off of our minds. In the meantime get some sleep," said the mother, saying anything to get back to bed.
Christian kept raving off about it, while the mother was studying her room and listening at the same time, but seemed to be ignoring her.

The room appeared to be dark blue with white trimming on the corners of the room. It had some cracks in the wall along with old drapes that belonged to the original family that lived here long ago. Christian's mother bought this home for a very cheap price; plus she had an job transfer and had gotten an divorce with her husband over it. Also Christian's mother would always be fighting with her father about something anyway, because the mother was a type B personality, while the father was a hyper, narcotic type A personality.
"Listen, if you want to come and sleep with me again tonight, then you're welcome to do so, but sooner or later, you have to sleep in your own bed alone. You're ten years old and you need to get over this crap."
"Ok, Mommy!"
"And stop calling me Mommy!"

Christian and her mother were a sound a sleep in the mother's room. It was 12:30 at night and all was quiet, accept the many noises of the rats in the house. For a 50-year-old house, it contains many mice and rats. In a week the rat terminator would be in town for them.
The house contained marble pillars in almost every room and cracked, blue walls along with wooden floors and plaster ceilings. Most of the old furniture was bought along with the house. Dust was everywhere. Even the water in the pipes was a rusty color.
Outside the house was a garden of vines. Along the house grew rosebuds along the side of the bricked house. It had a big fence that ran a couple of acres around the house and was made with red brick. All the vines of the garden contain many different buds of all types of flowers, but the buds have not bloomed yet, because it was still early March and spring had not prevailed yet.
The mother had a great occupation. She owned many business buildings out here in Breckenridge, even though it wasn't an overly populated place like most cities, especially since it is out in the mountains. Christian's mother, Ms. Canker was her last name and she was paid a lot from her job.
Pretty soon her maid and chauffer would be here in the morning along with the movers to present all their stuff to Christian and her mother.
It was quiet now, not a sound. Then a loud bang sound was heard on the wall. The little blue eyes in the dark had brightened the room with a reflection bouncing off them from a streetlight that was shining through her mother's bedroom window from the drapes.
The little girl cried out, "Mommy, Mommy!"
"Honey, now what?"
"It's dragging me, it's dragging me across the floor,

AAAAHHHHHHHHH"
"HONEY!"
"HELP ME, MOMMY!"
All the little girl could feel was a cold grabbing of a smooth hand. The mother ran to the light switch and turned it on. The light was throughout the entire room. And all she could see was the little girl in a sanitary position on the floor with her knees curled up to her chest.
"Christian, how many times are you going to pull this shit on me?"
"I swear it grabbed a hold of me."
"Stop swearing, you'll go to hell."
"Then don't say shit."
"You probably had a dream, now go back to bed."
The mother turned the light off to then discover a sliding noise that occurred across the floor. She quickly turned back on the light to then discover her daughter getting pulled across the floor by nothing that she could see.
"HELP ME, MOMMMMMMMMM!"
As the frightened mother chased across the dark hallway after her daughter, she experienced a hard thumb across her head. She fell down on the hard, dusty wooden floor. Still conscious, she got up and continued to chase after her daughter until she was in her daughter's room. She flicked on the switch, but no light appeared to be on. She tried the hallway switch on the outside of the room. Shockingly, she discovered that the hallway light was not working either.
Afraid to go into her daughter's room, she heard crying noises from Christian. She shockingly entered her daughter's room in shock without thinking. Then the lights appeared on and Ms. Canker saw her daughter hugging herself in a sitting position in the corner of her room with scares across her arms and part of her face.
"Mommy, behind you!"
The frightened mother slowly turned around seeing nothing and quickly screamed as she felt a cold breeze blow across her. She started running in her daughter's gigantic room and felt two large hands grab her PJs on her back as she ran. She turned around to see what was there, but saw nothing and scream while it was grabbing her in the air and through her across the room. She hit the corner her daughter was handling in and hit the wooden floor beside her daughter.
She quickly spat out two bloody teeth on the floor; grabbed her scared up bloody daughter and took off for the bedroom door. The mother was invisibly hit in the face and fell on the floor backwards. The daughter started screaming as she saw the door shut and then open again atomically. The mother was then lifted up in the air and flung across the room into the hallway, then picked up again and thrown into the room far down the hallway across from Christian's room. It picked her up and through her into the room closing the door behind her.

The mother screamed in agony as she was getting beaten, cut, and ripped apart. Her blood flew out from the cracks of the door along with one of her nails.
The daughter ran as fast as she could out into the hallway. Then the scared up daughter ran down the long spiral stairs and tripped on the last step as she reached the main floor and spat out some blood along with a tooth. In the dark she ran down the long, huge hallway on the main floor at one in the morning. The pictures shined like stone in the dark as she took a quick glance at them.
She heard her mother's scream one more time before she died, along with growl and snarling noises. What got to the daughter the most were the cold air and the whispering of many voices. Christian then screamed her loudest she could ever scream in her whole life and the windows broke by the front entrance of the door. She quickly unlocked the door and ran out screaming.
The door closed behind her by itself as she was running by the front entrance outside of the house. She passed by vines and a couple of fountains in the front of the house that didn't work. As she ran out the opened gate, Christian then ran 10 minutes to a small neighborhood down hill along the side of a dirt road. Then she stood out in the middle of the neighborhood, letting out a ferocious cry and scream.
All the lights when on and people rusted on of their homes to see what had happened!

2003

"Damn it!"
"What the hell did I do?" questioned the young brunette named Bill Snyder.
Bill had short brown light hair with green eyes, but his eyes looked dark blue through his glasses. He was on the skinny side for a computer nerd and had a fine face, but was kinda nice looking.
"You screwed up the software. I have been working on this for weeks," yelled the red head in the back of the van, while handling her laptop.
Her name was Katie Roberson. She was a normal weight, with green eyes and a cute cubby like face. Everyone called her Kate for short.
"Listen, its not his fault, ok! It also isn't the software. I' dropped it this morning when I was packing everyone baggage in the back of the van. It shouldn't be too bad, because I think it has an bug in it anyway," said the dark hair, brown eyed, muscular dude called Roger Benson. "Listen, I'am sure there are some repair shops in Breckinridge."
"I saved up years to buy a modern, top of the line laptop."
"Listen, ok, you can burrow my laptop."
"Hell, you're going to have to pay for mine."
"Kate, it was an used laptop anyway, stop fussing," said Roger.

"Used?! The nerve."
"Ok, I'll pay for it, now shut up.
"Roger! Calm down," said the young curly haired blonde with blue eyes. Her name was Sally Butcherson. Everyone called her Sal for short.
"Hey, I'am not the one who volunteered for this stupid project in the first place. We have to fly all the way down the fringing Colorado, to drive up in the mountains during winter. I could've sworn we were going to die during that last plane ride over the damn Rockies. Not only that, but it is going to snow at Breckinridge for the next three days. The forecast said it is going to be two to four feet of snow."
"Calm down Roger. You know this is going to be exciting to go and see a hunted house," said Sally.
"Hunted house, my ass. It is probably a bunch of hicks that are using a bunch of sound effects and crap."
"Well even if they're we can at least get it on camera, transfer it to our screwed up laptops, and create a report on it," said Katie. "After that we can fly back down to L.A."
"Everyone calm down, we'll be at Breckinridge in less than an hour. Just save it for later," Bill screamed.
Sally started taking pictures in the meantime. She started thinking about Roger and the project for college that they all had to do. "Aren't the mountains beautiful?"
Roger gave a smirk and yawned.
Sally thought her boyfriend; Roger was more of a city freak, because he was giving off a fuss about the countryside, which Sally dispensed.
Kate and Bill weren't really into romantic stuff like most college students, but instead remained close friends.
Everyone in the van was close, except for the fact that everyone was all yelling at each other.
Sally was beautiful and energetic. She was outgoing and highly popular. She did all her work and was a good student, except for her grades on her tests weren't too hot. Of course she was emotional and afraid of her own shadow. Yet, she got in between many fights throughout her life with her friends and solved them.
Katie on the other hand was different. She was just as big of a computer nerd as Bill was. She loved studying and solving problems for math. She got As for all of her grades, except for English. She wasn't the best at compositions and was passing the class with a B-.
Bill was a total computer nerd. He could fix just about anything, considering the background that he come from on his father's side. His father was brilliant. He could look at anything once and have it memorized. Bill inherited that from his father's side, a photographic memory. He pisses everyone off, because he hardly ever studied and received A's on anything.
Roger on the other hand was a player, until he reached the mature stage in life and

went for only one girlfriend once he entered college. He never studied, because of his laziness and received F's for his laziness. He came from a rich family and lived up in the foothills of Hollywood. His parents made him attended college despite his grades and he was pushy, stubborn, and hot headed.

An hour later the foursome had arrived at Breckinridge, asking people for directions to Hills Burrow.
"Excuse me, but do you know where Hills Burrow is?"
"Hill Burrow? That place has been abandon for 35 years. It's supposed to be hunted."
"Yes, well we're all college students and are doing a project on the place and need directions."
" Oh then, go and take a right once you have gone all the way through the small village on Bakers St. Next you go all the way up to a dirt road. That leads to Hills Burrow; behind that mountain way out there."
As they were going through the village of Breckinridge, they all decided to stop and rest at The Waffle House for a while.
"So Bill, do you really think that the house is actually hunted up in Hills Burrow," asked Sally.
"Ummm, even though I don't necessarily believe in hunted houses. There possibly might be something up there that could be the cause of the possible."
Sally gave a confused look on her face, even though she knew what he was trying to say. Bill hang his left arm over the yellow booth and started up Katie's laptop to discover what was causing the problem. Sally was sitting erect in the cushy booth with her arms together, while her flattened hands had rested her chin.
Roger was in the bathroom, urinating as usual, while Katie was outside in the freezing cold taking pictures for mainly Sally. Katie took pictures of the cute, little, mini buildings of the village saying that they had been there.
A waitress trotted on down by Sally and Bill's booth, while pouring coffee in their empted cups. She started to trot back off, until she discovered that Bill and Sally were both chatting about Hills Burrow.
"Hills Burrow is a mighty disturbing place. About 35 years ago, a mother and her child were slaughtered. The mother died, but the little girl survived. She ran 10 minutes from her house along the dirt road into the little neighborhood close by and was heard screaming. Poor little thing ended up in a hospital for weeks and takes medication till this day. Some people thought the little girl was some prodigy that killed her mother, because it was said that she got straight A's all the time and was placed in middle school two years earlier. She was in 7th grade. Now she is 45 and leaves somewhere up in the mountains all alone," said the waitress named Sue.
The two look at the women in shock.

"Also before them, it was said that house contains demons in it, also there was said that there were mines up there in those mountains. People that discovered gold were said to be fighting over it all. A secret war when up in those mountains long ago it was said. Many explosions were heard near and far in the mountains, but years later after the war. The mines were left undiscovered along with the little neighborhood that is up in those mountains. Then years later the little neighborhood was discovered, but the mines till this day remained undiscovered. No one knows what happened to the mines! A possibility is that they were secretly hidden somewhere.
Then the waitress took off to attend to her other business, while she left the Bill and Katie in total shock.

As Bill, Roger, Katie, and Sally traveled up the swirly, twisted, dirt road of the mountain; Bill and Sally started talking about what the waitress had said about the hunted house in Hills Burrow.
"She is full of crap," said Roger.