New year which means a new house for me. my dad and I never really stayed in one place very long. I guess I was ok with it. I never stayed in a place long enough to make actual friends so it didn't matter much. this time we are moving to a small town in New York. Apparently my dad got a great deal on a house. we just got here and the house is huge. it was old fashion looking but its had character to me. My dad loved it because of all the rooms it has. There was options to which room i could have. the house was big enough for twenty people.

I ended up finding a medium sized room with the walls painted grayish black. the room look like it belonged to a boy before because there was some drawings that look more like something a guy would draw. i searched the room and found a ash tray in the closet with a bong. I laughed to myself. "yep definitely a teenage boy." I said to myself aloud. I put the bong back but took the ash try and put it on the desk. i took out my cigarette and lit it.

"You shouldn't smoke. It can kill you." the voice startled me. I turned around to see a guy who look about 17 or 18.

"Excuse me but who are you and what are you doing in my house?" "the name is Tyler but you can call me Ty. My mom is down stairs talking to your father." I looked at him skeptically.

"Um ok. But why are you in my room?" he smiled. "How about we just introduce each other I already Introduced myself as Ty. What is your name?" he walked over to the bed and sat back on it. The only thing on the bed that was mine was my pillow I brought in the car and of course he puts his head on it. There is no sheets on the bed yet cause i still haven't got all my boxes yet. "Valerie but people call me Vee."

I finished smoking my cigarette and put it in the ash tray of the previous room owner.

"So Vee thats a beautiful name it suits your looks very well." he gives a playful wink. I give him that bullshit look and grab my pillow from under him. his head hits the wall and i give him a smirk.

"Ok I got the hint you want me out. I'll go but you'll be needing me soon." He leaves and I shut the door after him. I pull out another cigarette to calm me down. I sit by the window and smoke it. it didn't help much. when I finish it I go dow stairs to my dad. the lady who sold us the house was talking to him. I decided to eaves drop.

"Sir I know I should have told you this before but I have to tell you something about this place." my did looked as if he was getting pissed.

"Oh god whats wrong with it?" The lady had a terrified look on her face.

"The previous owners of the house died in it." my dad looked surprised.

" what happened to them?"

"To be honest with you sir they don't really know. They called it a suicide but there is also contemplation of it being a murder." I was engrossed in what she was saying. "They say that the mother fell down the stairs and snapped her neck. The father couldn't bare to live without his wife and hung himself. No one knows what happened to the kid. But he died before them."

"How could you leave something like that out. Why would anyone want to stay here?" I came in the room.

"Dad calm down. Its ok. I like the house. It has character." He looked at me skeptically.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes dad. We drove all the way here anyway. its fine." he put his arm around me and kissed my forehead.

"Ok kiddo."

I got all my stuff into my room and started to unpack. I unpacked the box that said "Bed" and made my bed. I got all my stuffed unpacked in about 2 hours. It was about 9 o'clock at nigh. I took out my Ipod and listened to it as I laid on my bed looking at the ceiling. The next thing I know It was bright outside and the sun was waking me up. I got out of bed and I put on my every day makeup, eye liner and mascara. then went to my closet to get dressed. I wore my long skirt and vintage jean vest over a white long sleeve shirt. I put my hair up in a messy bun with some hair dangling in the front. I walked down stairs to the kitchen where my dad was already there on the phone with someone. It was probably a patient since my dad was a at home doctor. my dad is always making house calls for his patients so its rare I see him home. He hangs up the phone.

"Morning Vee. Sleep well?" I gave him my best smile that didn't look fake.

" I slept fine actually."

"well thats good to hear. Don't forget school starts next week." I thought to myself, how could anyone forget about that. school is the last place I want to be.

"Ok dad." His phone rings before things got awkward. he leaves so I decided to go exploring.

I went through every bed room in the house and found some interesting stuff from previous owners who left their things there. i walked through the hall and saw a string. i pulled on it and a ladder came down. I climbed up to the top and peaked around. It looked like a whole bunch of junk. walked around looking at some of the stuff. There was a lot of vintage looking furniture. there was a box of old mirrors that were broken. that was kind of spooky.I walked ov to a clothed table that was covered by a white cloth. i walked up to it and my foot hit something so I looked down to see a journal. I picked it up and opened it. I saw the date 1924 then all of a sudden something grabs me and I slam the book shut and stuff it in my skirt. A hand comes over my mouth and i can't breathe. I try to fight back as the person pulls me. I start to panic. I go crazy trying to get out of this person's hold. I feel a pain in the back of my head know he probably hit me with something. I see the light in the hall. the person takes their hands off of me but before I can turn around to see who it is I am pushed forward through the hole, where the ladder was, and on the ground. I didn't black out right away. before everything went dark I saw a figure coming down the ladder but before he could get out of the attic the boy Ty shuts him up there. Thats what I saw before everything went black.