Hola, so I thought I would do kind of a halloween themed story. I did it in Demi's P.O.V. because I always do Niley and Miley stuff so I thought I'd change it up. Not a love story, not really scary either kind of a fail on my part. They're also little kids when they're younger when they meet and stuff so dont get confused.
I grew up with her by my side constantly, she was my best friend; although no one else but me could see her. Everyone thought she was just an imaginary friend and I would pass the phase where I would talk to someone that wasn't there, but she really was there, her name was Miley Ray Cyrus.
Miley was real, no one believed me and thought I was just a dumb 8 year old. I met her when I moved to Salem, MA, my parents bought an old farm house right on a lake. It was really pretty, but I didn't like the way the stairs creaked, or how I felt like I was being watched at ever corner. I remember I came home from school, when I saw her sitting on my bed.
She had long brown hair, and a overbite. She was dressed into a white dress that had blood right stack in the middle of her heart. She claimed it was part of her outfit, but sometimes the blood would drip down and she would run away. She was very pale, and looked sickly and weak.
Her and I connected instantly, we became best friends. She would always be waiting for me right after school, and we would play dolls or tag in the backyard. I remember one day I came in from outside with Miley behind me when I heard my mom talk about how she was worried about me and how I spent too much time around my "imaginary friend". They even had a stranger man come into my house and put cameras everywhere, they said he was checking suspicious things around the house.
Sometimes Miley scared me though, like sometimes I would wake up in the middle of the night and she would be standing over my bed. Sometime I would hear her screaming down the hallway, she said that was her replaying her murder.
She told me a story that during the 1920's she lived here with her mom and dad, and her older brother. Her brother wasn't always there, she told me her parents were going to send him to an aseylum, she said he heard voices in his head. On November 1, 1924 she said she woke up to her mother and father screaming and she heard torturous screams. She hid in her closet and her brother found her before he killed her. She said her brother still walks around the house, and looks for her and tries to harm her.
I remember the day exactly, it was a couple of weeks after the man came into the house and put camera everywhere. My parents announced that we were moving. Miley was furious when she found out, she demanded that I stay there with her. Miley could be manipulative at times so I followed her. She said if I follow her we could be friends forever and play dolls all the time.
She took me up to the attic before we climbed up the ladder to the roof. She told me I had to jump. I was scared but I did it anyway. On the way down images of my family kept replaying in my mind but I wanted to stay friends with Miley.
Miley and I stayed friends forever, we play in our house all the time scaring the little kids that have lived there. Every single family moves away, I don't know why. Miley and I are friendly, we won't hurt you.