"Oh boo, that's so fake." I jeer throwing popcorn at the flat screen tv.
"What's happening now?" My twin brother yells from the kitchen.
"Freddy just killed Glen and his mother walked in to see the blood spewing everywhere." I holler watching the screen intently.
I loved watching the nightmare on elm street movies, and can recite them by heart. My brother is fascinated by them, but not as much as me. He likes the other types of scary movies, that could never come true. I will watch any type of scary movie, as long as it is scary and not some stupid crap trying to be scary. Like the scream movies. Those are not scary at all, but my brother thinks so and he usually jumps when watching movies with me. I know I'm the girl and I'm the one who is supposed to be scared. But it just doesn't work out that a way.
"James hurry up in there, you're missing all the good parts." I yell out pausing the movie.
"Just watch without me. I'm going to run to the store for a minute." James says walking into the room.
"Okay. Hey, get me some chocolate and a Gatorade please." I ask smiling up at my brother sweetly.
James nods and leaves me alone in the house. I start the movie back up and settle in to watch.
Towards the middle of the movie I have to pause it to get up and make more popcorn. I take the bowel with me and set it on the island in the middle. James left the popcorn out, so I grab a bag and place it in the microwave to cook. The moment I press start a crash sounds behind me. I jump and spin around to see the popcorn bowel shattered on the opposite side of the kitchen.
"Oh, not again." I groan shaking my head.
I sigh and go to the closet to get out the broom and dustpan. Lord knows I'm not touching that glass with my hands. Last time I did that I ended up with several stitches in my hand. I sweep up the big pieces and throw them away before getting out the hand broom for the tiny shards. I finish cleaning up the mess, and grab a plastic bowel this time. I pour the popcorn in the bowel and head back to the living room. Once I'm settled back down I press play and continue watching my movie.
At some point, I get back up and grab a blanket as its getting a little too chilly in here. James probably left a window open somewhere. Speaking of James. He should have been back by now. I sigh again and pause the movie for the third time. I swear if he doesn't get back soon, I will make him watch 'Stay Alive' with me. I decide to call him and head up to my room to get my phone off the charger. Before I can call though, the lights start flickering and it gets cold again.
I know what happens next, so I slowly start backing out of the room only to have to door slam shut on me.
"Oh, come on." I cry out stomping my foot.
I try the doorknob but it doesn't turn an inch. I give up after a couple more times and just stand there to wait for this to pass. I figured it was the same spirit that's been tormenting me for years doing this. And the only way I guessed that was by watching Ghost Adventures. The first time I saw that show I was addicted and watched every chance I could. James watched with me and fell in love with the crew just like I did. I wasn't crazy enough to call them though for just one haunting. Besides James was never home when it happened, and the spirit has only attacked me. Therefore, there was no reason to call them for one little haunted house. I look down at my phone and sigh in relief when the battery was still full. Quickly dialing my brothers number, I put the phone on speaker and waited for him to answer.
"Hey sis what's up?" James asks picking up after the sixth ring.
"Jeeze what took you so long to answer?" I snap getting a little irritated at being locked in my own room.
"Sorry, I ran into some people and started talking to them." James half lied.
I always knew when he was lying or telling the truth, even if it was a tiny lie or a half lie. I didn't always call him out on them but occasionally I would.
"James Black, you better be coming home soon you little liar." I hiss before hanging up on him.
The lights start flickering a little faster and I sink down to the ground with my back resting against the door. Just then something went flying over my head and shattered against the wall. I let out a little scream at that and ducked my head with my arms over my head.
A couple of more glasses shattered over my head and rained down over me. I could feel some glass in my arms but didn't dare move until this was over. Just as quickly as it started it all stopped just as quickly. Slowly lowering my arms, I stand up and shake all the little pieces of glass off myself. I stay in my room and go to the bathroom to check out the damage. Looking down at my arms, I sigh and get out my first aid kit. There was no need for a doctor or anything, as I did go to nursing school and had a couple years of experience. I used the tweezers to pull tiny pieces of glass out of my arms and cleaned the cuts with soap and water. I didn't wrap my arms as there was no need, but I did change into a long sleeve shirt and my pajama shorts. It was too hot a night for pants even if there were cold spots within the house. My shirt did cover my shorts, but you could still tell that I had some on.
"Hey sis, where are you?" James yells up the stairs.
I hear him clear through the door I just opened and step out to walk over to the stairs.
"It's about damn time you came home." I say keeping the shaking from my voice.
I guess my shock wore off as my hands were starting to shake and you could hear it in my voice.
"Come down we have some visitors." James says.
Thankfully he doesn't notice my shaking voice or hands. So, I take a deep breath to steady myself before making my way downstairs only to freeze up when I see who our guests are.
Zak, Aaron, Billy, and Jay were all standing in my living room with my brother standing there smiling like a dork. Aaron and Jay had video cameras with them and were recording. I glare over at my brother, turn around and head to the backyard. Once there I go to the only place on the property where I can think without anything happening to me. I was left alone for a few minutes, and that's just what I needed to breath and calm myself down. No, I don't have anger issues, I was just shocked and have social anxiety problems. Especially when it comes to meeting what I would consider a famous person. When I got my nerves to stop shaking, I left my art room and headed back inside.
"So how long have you and your sister been living here?" Zak asks as I walk into the house.
"This is our childhood home. We just moved back in two years ago." James answers sitting down in his chair.
"Sit please." James invites.
He looks up then and spots me standing at the door way. James waves me in and I sigh and go to sit on his armchair.
"You can sit here." Aaron says going to stand up.
"Oh no I'm good thanks. Besides you have that heavy video camera to carry." I say waving him to sit back down.
Aaron slowly sits back down and places his video camera down on his lap, expect tilted up toward everyone else.
"Guys this is my sister Cara, Car this is the Ghost Adventures crew." James officially introduces everyone.
"It's nice to get to actually meet all of you, but what are you doing here? No offense." I say not wanting them to take anything bad from it.
"Your brother called. Told us what has been going on here since the two of you moved back in." Zak explains.
I look over at my brother with a look that says, 'we are going to talk about this'. James gulps and slowly moves a little bit away from me. Standing up, I make my way out of the room and turn to them when I'm at the door way.
"I don't know what my brother has told you, but we can handle this ourselves." I tell them before leaving the room.
I sat there in silence not expecting my sister to be like that towards these guys. She loved their show and sure she may not have known I was going to call them. But I had to, this spirit has been active ever since we came back home. It was there during our childhood as well and tormented me. I don't know about my sister as she's never said anything about it. She still hasn't said anything about it, but I was prepared this time. I set up hidden video cameras throughout the house and have them recording 24/7. I delete everything but the activity I pick up and that's what I showed the crew to convince them to come down.
"Did you tell your sister anything about us coming down or what you showed us?" Billy asks speaking up for the first time.
"Um…No." I hesitate to say.
"Shoot I don't blame her for her hostility then." Aaron says relaxing a little.
Zak stands up though and looks around at his crew before looking back over to me.
"I think it's best if we call it a night and come back tomorrow to talk to your sister. Is there a hotel available anywhere in your town?" He asks.
"There are a couple, but if there's no vacancies we have plenty of room here for your whole crew." I suggest knowing that the annual fair is going on in town.
"Thanks for the offer, but I'm sure we'll find something." Jay says standing up as well.
"Okay well goodnight guys. See you tomorrow." I say standing up to walk them out.
I stay at the door and watch them back down the drive before heading to town. When I close the door, and turn around. My sister is standing right there with her arms crossed. I know she's upset and she's only going to get more upset after I tell her everything.
"Living room now." She demands pointing to the room.
"Um I think I should pour us some drinks first. I'll be right there promise." I promise her.
I don't wait for her to respond and hurry to the kitchen to find our strongest drinks. I know that the crew will be back later and this is the only way I can keep my sister calm. On the plus side, after a couple of drinks my sister is out like a light. I grab a bottle and a couple of glasses before heading back to the living room. It would be a good hour before the guys came back and that was plenty of time to get her drunk and asleep.
Cara was sitting on the couch with her legs tucked under her and her eyes closed. She opened them though the instant I set down a glass in front of her. I poured her and myself a drink before sitting down on the cushion next to her.
"I have one question for you and I want the truth." Cara says looking me in the eyes.
I nod my head for her to continue and sip on my drink while she takes a big drink. Cara sits there for a minute not saying a word, just drinking her drink and staring at the tv.
"How long have you known about the spirit in this house?" Cara finally asks looking back at me.
"Since our childhood." I answer a little worried that she would be mad at me.
Cara didn't say anything though. She just finished her drink, set the glass down, and left the room. I sat there for a few minutes worried about her, and if she was going to send the guys packing. I didn't have to worry long though, as Cara came back into the room with the photo album she refused to let me see.