A/N: English is not my native language, sorry..
Disclaimer: I owned nothing.
Always present, watching
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Brittany grows up in Los Angeles, California. She's the only daughter in the Pierces; when she turned fifteen her parents decided sending her to her grandmother's house at Lima, Ohio, so someone could take care of her while they're on a business trip abroad.
Her new home is fine; the mansion is quite old, huge, and vines are sticking in the walls outside the house but Brittany thinks it was fine. It's better than nothing even if it creep the hell out of her.
Brittany founds out sooner that her grandma's house was located near a lake. 'If you passed by the backyard and into the woods, just follow the trail of the small road and it will lead you to your destination.' That's what Emma, the maid on the house said after Brittany finished her breakfast together with her not so close grandma that early morning.
Something was off though on this very big mansion. Since Brittany moved in she had this feeling that someone was watching her no matter what she was doing.
Brittany is not a religious type of person so does her parents in a least bit.
So Brittany just shrugged this information off because she can be very imaginative sometimes, and this could be one of those silly days.
When Brittany first moved here it felt like a normal house the feeling of being watch never returned to her anymore probably she was right, and she loved it. Over the next few weeks though it got somewhat gloomy, and that watching feeling came back.
Instead of just being there this time it makes Britt nervous, but excites her. Almost immediately she started having dreams about a long raven haired girl, which from the blurry features of the girl lays, warm and deep chocolate eyes.
After a week of dreaming to the brunette, Brittany find herself completely relax and in good spirit now that she can sleep peacefully again, and what she thinks was a ghost was not as near as bothering her anymore.
She just hopes that it will forever vanish off her life.
But it worsens a lot more.
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Should I continue writing this story or throw it out on the bin? I'm very well aware that the chapter is 'smurfling' short but I have few interesting ideas ahead of me on how this story will turn out. Of course, there is a reason why the first chapter is short.
