The Nightmare Room:

Disclaimer: The Nightmare Room ® and all related titles are owned by R. L. Stine, I own nothing it is a fanmade story. I would like to apologize for the lack of scariness in this fan fic, I just thought I try it out since I was watching a lot of his stuff, so I apologize for not doing it justice.

Home Alone

Chapter five

Giovanna loved all the attention she was getting nobody was mean to anyone, everybody did something for someone else but she never felt more alone. She had all the friends in the world literally, but nobody was like Patrick. She would ask some people to stay over at her house for a slumber party, but they only did what she wanted to do, there was no opinion in place or a fight to broken out over.

One night she couldn't sleep, and she couldn't help thinking about Patrick and how she told him to jump off the bridge.

"I know he lied to me, but does it make it okay to kill him? Great I'm talking to myself. I'm tired of this life there is no one to tell me something that I don't know. That's it." She screamed while getting out of bed. "All I got to do is say those words." She went to her window and opened it, "Stop following me! I don't want to be followed anymore!"

She closed the window and went back to her bed. Hoping that it worked, the next morning she woke up to no doorbell ringing, no calls, no nothing. Just pure silence. She went to the spell book and said, "Did I break the spell?"

"Did you say what I told you too say?"

"Yes."

"Then the spell is broken. Giovanna I know that you are sad, that you are not popular or liked in anyway. But you are a witch, which means that you can leave here or make friends magically."

"Leave here. I haven't thought of that. But where would I go?"

She left the house that she had been alone in for so long, and traveled to many places, racing havoc in the lives of millions along the globe.