A/n: Thank you all so much for reviewing. I forgot, what’s Matt’s last name? If I got the last name wrong, please excuse that mistake. I forgot!!

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Chapter 18

I gasped as I flashed off of my pillow. I glanced at the clock and it was only about 6 a.m. in the morning. Faint light floated into the room.

Was it a Monday? Or a Friday?

What have Nate been doing for these past few days?

Throwing my legs over the side of the bed, I slipped into my slippers and shuffled to the door. Should I change first? Would I scare somebody with my scariness? I mean, seeing some strange girl with a white nightgown with messy black hair isn’t the most appealing sight. I really hate these nightgowns they provide, I prefer the regular shirt and pants pajamas.

Oh well.

I pulled the large door open and poked my head out.

“Hello?” I called down the hall and it echoed back.

I stepped a foot out of the room and then scurried down the hall, hiding in the corners every so often.

I glanced around, and saw that there was a rainbow door. It looked familiar but it was more faint and cracking.

This must be where Nate is…

I walked over to the door and pushed it open. At first, I was half expecting Nate to be sitting there, but there was nobody. The floor was still shiny, but my nose was greeted with a musty smell.

The room was bright for the windows had it’s pink curtains opened all the way. Dust flickered around the air, and the lights seemed to not be working. Taking a slow step, I noticed that the floorboards creaked with aged effort. Exhaling, I tried to get rid of the eerie atmosphere that seem to cling to this deserted room. I knew for sure that this wasn’t just a guest room, because the bed spread and covers was a bright pink color which other rooms did not have. The pillows were frilled, but clean and smooth. As if nobody has slept on it for quite a long time.

I stepped closer to the drawer that seemed to be cluttered, yet neat at the same time. Beads, necklaces, little bottles of creams and perfume, and pictures laid on top of the drawer and vanity table. Squinting, I stared at the black framed picture that stood there. Inside were two very happy kids. One was slightly younger and another was older looking. The dark haired girl with eyes of steel stood in front, grinning at the camera, while the boy with golden hair was smiling widely behind the little girl, his blue eyes capturing the sunlight.

So familiar….

I lightly fingered the little girl in the picture.

Who is this?

I propped the picture back to it’s original spot and then I switched to a different picture. This time the girl was slightly older, she was asleep with her head against a tree trunk.

Yet again this seemed quite familiar.

“Who’s here?!” someone shouted through the doorway, and I quickly set the photograph down onto the table and whipped myself around, making some strands of hair fall into my eyes.

The person walked into the room, their footstep heavy and hesitant.

Squeezing up against the wall, I held my breath.

Clenching my eyes shut, I anticipated a loud shouting noise of disapproval of some sort, but I was deeply mistaken.

“Oh, my god! Carlene Sawyers! H-her ghost!” the maid screeched, dropping her pan of supplies.

“W-wait, no!” I called, but I was too late, she ran out of the room screaming her head off.

Crap.

I quickly scurried out of the room and wandered aimlessly down the hallway, hopefully avoiding any certain crowds.

“Whoa!” I slammed into someone.

“S-sorry!” I apologized quickly without looking at the person’s face and prepared to run.

“What the hell are you doing? Didn’t I tell you stop wearing your nightgown around the mansion?” Matt grumbled exasperated.

“Well, is there a Sawyer in this house?” I muttered at him, not looking at him. I was still a little off because of that….incident at school.

“That’s my last name,” Matt said as he glanced at me, eyeing my appearance.

Carlene…Sawyer…?

My mind suddenly flickered back to the pictures of him and the dark haired little girl.

They’re siblings?

A/n: And so we meet Matt’s little sister…

How am I supposed to continue on from here….I have to come up with some things.

Darn, this sort of messes me up, but if I change stuff, I’ll just get people confused, and I never want that!

Must…Think.

Help is appreciated. J