Deirdre grew up in a large mansion full of a lot of history She grew up happily with her twin brother with all the luxuries she could ever want. She was often haunted by her grandmother's past who she knew all about. What happens when someone from the past returns and threatens to ruin all the happiness Deirdre and her family has?


Do you believe in past lives? Often I lay awake wondering if we all had another life before this one. I believe we come back often to learn lessons we didn't in the previous lives, we come back to do it right this time around. I never told anyone, not even Darren, my twin brother that I thought as my grandmother had believed, we had a life here before. In fact, we had lived in this same mansion (or one just like it before it burnt down) before, only we had been trapped before in just one room. We only had an attic for a playground...

I've read my grandmothers books often. There is even one that my father and Uncle Bart had written years ago. I knew all about my family history from my parents to my great great grandparents for there were books about them too. When Darren and I turned eleven years old, my father gave us the books to read. Darren didn't like to read but when we found out it was about our grandmother and how she had been a prisoner in this house we had to read them.

I'd always known from different conversations that something bad had happened to my grandmother and grandfather years ago but hadn't been sure what. I guess maybe my father couldn't answer the questions himself, so he gave Darren and I the books to read about our family history. We were lucky, not many people knew what their great great grandmother was like.

At first I had thought it had to be all fiction. What kind of mother would lock her children away to gain a fortune? We had a lot of money but my mother and father both always told me that love came before money and I believed them.

I never believed in past lives until I started reading my grandmothers books. In the last book she wrote before she died she had written about mine and Darren's birth. She had believed we were her younger twin brother and sister Cory and Carrie all over again. She believed we had come back for a second chance because we'd been robbed of a life our first time here. I didn't believe it at first, but that was until I started to have dreams of a scary old lady who delivered food to me, my twin brother, my older sister Cathy and my older brother Chris in a picnic basket.

Now sometimes I wonder if we aren't all back for a better life. For the Dollanganger children, it was Chris, Cathy, Carrie and Cory. Now our births are in reverse, Darren, me, Cathy who is named after my grandmother and Christopher named after my grandfather... sure we have different mothers but that didn't mean anything did it?