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Harper tried her best to comprehend what Gigi wanted her to do. She had heard about the legend but she wasn't sure if she could do it. She looked at Alex for some support.
Alex looked at her and shook her head while mouthing the word 'no.'
"Here are the matches and candles," Gigi said as she shoved three red candles and light matches to Harper, "now go to the bathroom."
Harper looked at Alex again. "You have to do it Harper. You've been dared," one of Gigi'ss followers said.
"Yeah," the other one said, "if you don't want to get kicked out."
Harper looked at the hallway that lead to the bathroom. She felt a soft push from Gigi. Harper began to walk slowly to the open bathroom door. She had no other choice. She wanted to stay at the sleepover with Alex. When she arrived at the bathroom, she turned the light on. She gave one last look at the girls. She saw Gigi and the rest of them, excluding Alex, urging her to do it.
Harper shut the door and locked it. She closed the windows and shut the light. She set the red candles on the bathroom sink. Hands shaking, she lit the candles one by one. She noticed that the darkness around the bathroom and the light from the candles gave an eerie feeling.
She started at her relfection in the mirror. Part of her face was dark while the other was light. She took a deep breath. She was dared. She had to do it. She wanted to stay. If Alex had the guts to somewhat truthfully say about Mason then she should have the guts to say Bloody Mary three times.
Taking one last breath andd looking at herself in the mirror and filled with confidence she said, "Bloody Mary."
The first try wasn't so bad. Two more times to say it. "Bloody Mary." The second times came out in a weird voice. She had one more try to summon her. She thought she could do it. "B-Bloody M-Mary," she stuttered.
Nothing happened. Harper was still alive and there was nothing in the mirror or behind her.
Suddenly a candle blew itself out. Harper looked down and saw some smoke coming out of the candle. She had shut the window. Then the other candle blew itself out. The light from the last candle was standing still. Harper looked up at the mirror. She let out a scream.
In the mirror, a woman's face was formed. She had curly blond hair from the thirties. She had porceline skin and ruby lips. She gaved Harper a malicious smile and showed her fangs to Harper. Only, Harper screamed more and more!
The scream caused Bloody Mary to let out a malicious snarl. She lashed out of the mirror. Using her long fingernails she clawed Harper face. On instinct, Harper threw her hands in front of her face to avoidd any more calwing. She felt Bloody Mary grabbing her head and pulling her into the mirror.
On the mirror, there was a trail of blood drippig down the clean sink. The last candle was blown out by the breath of Bloody Mary.