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Later, Jess sat watching a chic flick after Saraya went to bed. It was her husband who named Saraya. She often wished she hadn't let him name her daughter because it was so similar to Samara. He never knew anything about Samara, so he didn't know how much it killed her to see her daughter named after the person Jess hated most. Jess loved her husband, so she did not change her daughter's name, kind of like a tribute. [AN: Thank you flamesofeternaldarkness for giving me that idea.] Okay, where'd that tape go? Thought Jess, Like hell I'm gonna let my daughter watch it without figuring out what it is. She went to look for it, but was unsuccessful. Goddammit, what did she do with it? She walked upstairs to Saraya's bedroom and saw it on her nightstand. There it is. Jess picked up the tape and walked to her bedroom. Now what do I do with it? She thought. She yawned. Aww, I'll get rid of it later. Right now I'm going to sleep. Jess set it on the top of her bookshelf and got into bed.
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The next morning Saraya woke up and reached for the tape, only to find that it wasn't there. Where's my tape? She thought frantically. She got up and ran to her mother's room and saw it on the top of the bookshelf. She walked back into her own room, picked up a stool and took it into her mother's room. When Saraya stood on it, the stool was too short. She found a phonebook under Jess's bed and set it on the stool, finally, it was tall enough. She retrieved the tape and ran down stairs. Burning with excitement, Saraya pushed the tape into the VCR. At first, It was just fuzzy, then there was a ring, then there was a smiling woman, and then it switched to more and more disturbing pictures, there were bugs and bloody water and a box of fingers. At last, there was a well in a meadow and then the picture went fuzzy. Her excitement quickly dissipated. Suddenly, the phone rang. Saraya jumped a mile. She slowly got up to answer it. "Hello?" "You will die in seven days," rasped the voice on the other end. Saraya slammed the phone down and began to cry. She froze as she heard feet pounding down the stairs. "What's the matter?" It was only Jess. "I'm gonna die!" She sobbed, "They said so on the phone!" Jess got down on her knees. "There, there. It was just someone pulling a prank," said Jess in a soothing voice. "No it's not!" She wailed, "It's because I watched the tape!" "You watched the tape?" asked Jess, angry, but she recovered quickly, "What does that have to do with it?" "I don't know, it just does," she sniffed. "Nothing's going to happen," Jess said, "Why don't we have French toast for breakfast?" She stood up and walked to the kitchen. "Okay," said Saraya. "Here, come crack these eggs for me," called Jess. "Alright," Saraya walked into the kitchen, took the carton of eggs and a bowl and started for the living room. "Hey, you get back here," said Jess. Saraya grinned sheepishly and turned around. "You need to get your hair cut," she said, "Your hair's getting long and hard to brush." But that wasn't the real reason, Saraya looked almost identical to Samara. "I don't want to get my hair cut, though," Saraya replied.
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An hour later, at breakfast, Saraya brought up Aiden. "He thought my name was Samara. And he said he copied the tape, whatever tape he was talking about-"She gasped, "Maybe he was talking about that tape!" "He thought your name was Samara? Maybe his grandmother knew her and had some pictures. What tape was he talking about though? I doubt it was that one." Jess seemed to be talking to herself. "I'm going to call Tia." Saraya ran into the family room and picked up the other phone to eavesdrop. "Cruz residence." "Hey, Tia." "Hey, Jess, what's up?" "My daughter-" "She looks like Samara?" "Yes, well, she says she watched a tape and then someone called and said she's gonna die-" "You believe her, right?" "No, I'm worried, who's telling her these lies-" "You don't believe her? Jess, she telling the truth." "What, no she's-" "What did the tape look like?" "What? Black with no labels-" "Yup, that's it." What?" "After you watch this black and unmarked tape the phone rings and says you'll die in seven days." "What's on it?" "I'm not sure, but it's supposedly has a ring and all these weird images, like a nightmare, and there's smiling woman and a mirror." "Where'd you hear this?" "Some friends," Saraya heard someone scoff. "So you have no proof?" "What, no, this guy, Noah something, watched it and seven days later was found dead." "I've gotta go," "Okay, see ya" Click. Saraya got up. She started to walk out of the room but pictures came into her head like a reel of film.
A little girl with long brown hair stood in front of a well staring at a pasture of horses. A woman walked up behind her. "It's beautiful isn't it?" The girl continued to stare. "It will get better." The woman threw a black garbage bag over the girl's face. She struggled but the woman hit her in the head with a rock and pushed her into the well. Suddenly, Saraya was in the family room again. That was weird. She walked into the kitchen. "Saraya, what was on that film?" asked Jess when she noticed her daughter. "What, oh, there was this ring and a well and a woman in a mirror-" Suddenly she realized the woman in the mirror was the woman that pushed the girl in the well. "Saraya?" Jess realized that Saraya was telling the truth. "Mommy, I think someone's gonna push me in a well." "What?" "I saw a girl that looked like me and a woman pushed her into a well," she explained. "Where'd you see this?" asked Jess. "In my head," replied Saraya. "In your head?" repeated Jess. "Yes, in my head" said Saraya. Jess looked scared. Then she looked as if she was thinking very hard. Suddenly she appeared to have come to a conclusion. I have no idea what's going on, I might as well tell her what I know about Samara. "Saraya, you had an a great-great aunt named Samara who looked a lot like you. But she was really strange. While she was alive, there were hard winters; people couldn't catch any fish, things like that. She died at six and things started looking better. At first, no one knew how she died, but recently, this reporter found her skeleton in a well." "So I'm not gonna go in a well? I saw Samara die?" asked Saraya. "Yes, I suppose, but I don't know how," replied Jess. "It was the tape," said Saraya, "The tape is making me see these things." "How could a tape do that?" asked Jess. "I dunno, but that is not a normal tape," answered Saraya. "I want to watch it, to see what's on it," said Jess. "No, you'll die like I'm gonna," said Saraya, horrorstruck. "Don't be silly, it's just an urban legend," said Jess. "No, it's not, even Tia believes it," said Saraya. "Well, she's- wait how did you know, were you eavesdropping?" asked Jess. Saraya grinned sheepishly. "Kinda," she said with a devious grin. "That's not funny, we could have been talking about something secret. Like Christmas presents," lectured Jess. "Christmas presents in July?" asked Saraya, confused. "Well, something like that," said Jess, flustered, "Well, I'm gonna watch the tape." "No!" screamed the six year old, and ran over to the TV and yanked the tape out of the VCR. Suddenly, Saraya felt something, like there was ghost or something there. She turned around but didn't see anything. "What, Saraya, what's the matter?" asked Jess fearfully. "There was something there, but I don't think it's there anymore," said Saraya quietly. "What? Stop kidding around," said Jess. "I'm not kidding around," said Saraya. "Yeah, why don't we have lunch," said Jess in that same fearful tone.
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There's my second chapter, it's still short but at least it's longer than the last one. And a special thanks to flamesofeternaldarkness for being my very first reviewer and for giving the idea at the beginning of the chapter.
AN: I am having really bad writer's block, so don't expect another chapter in a long time, sorry. Does anyone have and ideas for me?
Later, Jess sat watching a chic flick after Saraya went to bed. It was her husband who named Saraya. She often wished she hadn't let him name her daughter because it was so similar to Samara. He never knew anything about Samara, so he didn't know how much it killed her to see her daughter named after the person Jess hated most. Jess loved her husband, so she did not change her daughter's name, kind of like a tribute. [AN: Thank you flamesofeternaldarkness for giving me that idea.] Okay, where'd that tape go? Thought Jess, Like hell I'm gonna let my daughter watch it without figuring out what it is. She went to look for it, but was unsuccessful. Goddammit, what did she do with it? She walked upstairs to Saraya's bedroom and saw it on her nightstand. There it is. Jess picked up the tape and walked to her bedroom. Now what do I do with it? She thought. She yawned. Aww, I'll get rid of it later. Right now I'm going to sleep. Jess set it on the top of her bookshelf and got into bed.
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The next morning Saraya woke up and reached for the tape, only to find that it wasn't there. Where's my tape? She thought frantically. She got up and ran to her mother's room and saw it on the top of the bookshelf. She walked back into her own room, picked up a stool and took it into her mother's room. When Saraya stood on it, the stool was too short. She found a phonebook under Jess's bed and set it on the stool, finally, it was tall enough. She retrieved the tape and ran down stairs. Burning with excitement, Saraya pushed the tape into the VCR. At first, It was just fuzzy, then there was a ring, then there was a smiling woman, and then it switched to more and more disturbing pictures, there were bugs and bloody water and a box of fingers. At last, there was a well in a meadow and then the picture went fuzzy. Her excitement quickly dissipated. Suddenly, the phone rang. Saraya jumped a mile. She slowly got up to answer it. "Hello?" "You will die in seven days," rasped the voice on the other end. Saraya slammed the phone down and began to cry. She froze as she heard feet pounding down the stairs. "What's the matter?" It was only Jess. "I'm gonna die!" She sobbed, "They said so on the phone!" Jess got down on her knees. "There, there. It was just someone pulling a prank," said Jess in a soothing voice. "No it's not!" She wailed, "It's because I watched the tape!" "You watched the tape?" asked Jess, angry, but she recovered quickly, "What does that have to do with it?" "I don't know, it just does," she sniffed. "Nothing's going to happen," Jess said, "Why don't we have French toast for breakfast?" She stood up and walked to the kitchen. "Okay," said Saraya. "Here, come crack these eggs for me," called Jess. "Alright," Saraya walked into the kitchen, took the carton of eggs and a bowl and started for the living room. "Hey, you get back here," said Jess. Saraya grinned sheepishly and turned around. "You need to get your hair cut," she said, "Your hair's getting long and hard to brush." But that wasn't the real reason, Saraya looked almost identical to Samara. "I don't want to get my hair cut, though," Saraya replied.
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An hour later, at breakfast, Saraya brought up Aiden. "He thought my name was Samara. And he said he copied the tape, whatever tape he was talking about-"She gasped, "Maybe he was talking about that tape!" "He thought your name was Samara? Maybe his grandmother knew her and had some pictures. What tape was he talking about though? I doubt it was that one." Jess seemed to be talking to herself. "I'm going to call Tia." Saraya ran into the family room and picked up the other phone to eavesdrop. "Cruz residence." "Hey, Tia." "Hey, Jess, what's up?" "My daughter-" "She looks like Samara?" "Yes, well, she says she watched a tape and then someone called and said she's gonna die-" "You believe her, right?" "No, I'm worried, who's telling her these lies-" "You don't believe her? Jess, she telling the truth." "What, no she's-" "What did the tape look like?" "What? Black with no labels-" "Yup, that's it." What?" "After you watch this black and unmarked tape the phone rings and says you'll die in seven days." "What's on it?" "I'm not sure, but it's supposedly has a ring and all these weird images, like a nightmare, and there's smiling woman and a mirror." "Where'd you hear this?" "Some friends," Saraya heard someone scoff. "So you have no proof?" "What, no, this guy, Noah something, watched it and seven days later was found dead." "I've gotta go," "Okay, see ya" Click. Saraya got up. She started to walk out of the room but pictures came into her head like a reel of film.
A little girl with long brown hair stood in front of a well staring at a pasture of horses. A woman walked up behind her. "It's beautiful isn't it?" The girl continued to stare. "It will get better." The woman threw a black garbage bag over the girl's face. She struggled but the woman hit her in the head with a rock and pushed her into the well. Suddenly, Saraya was in the family room again. That was weird. She walked into the kitchen. "Saraya, what was on that film?" asked Jess when she noticed her daughter. "What, oh, there was this ring and a well and a woman in a mirror-" Suddenly she realized the woman in the mirror was the woman that pushed the girl in the well. "Saraya?" Jess realized that Saraya was telling the truth. "Mommy, I think someone's gonna push me in a well." "What?" "I saw a girl that looked like me and a woman pushed her into a well," she explained. "Where'd you see this?" asked Jess. "In my head," replied Saraya. "In your head?" repeated Jess. "Yes, in my head" said Saraya. Jess looked scared. Then she looked as if she was thinking very hard. Suddenly she appeared to have come to a conclusion. I have no idea what's going on, I might as well tell her what I know about Samara. "Saraya, you had an a great-great aunt named Samara who looked a lot like you. But she was really strange. While she was alive, there were hard winters; people couldn't catch any fish, things like that. She died at six and things started looking better. At first, no one knew how she died, but recently, this reporter found her skeleton in a well." "So I'm not gonna go in a well? I saw Samara die?" asked Saraya. "Yes, I suppose, but I don't know how," replied Jess. "It was the tape," said Saraya, "The tape is making me see these things." "How could a tape do that?" asked Jess. "I dunno, but that is not a normal tape," answered Saraya. "I want to watch it, to see what's on it," said Jess. "No, you'll die like I'm gonna," said Saraya, horrorstruck. "Don't be silly, it's just an urban legend," said Jess. "No, it's not, even Tia believes it," said Saraya. "Well, she's- wait how did you know, were you eavesdropping?" asked Jess. Saraya grinned sheepishly. "Kinda," she said with a devious grin. "That's not funny, we could have been talking about something secret. Like Christmas presents," lectured Jess. "Christmas presents in July?" asked Saraya, confused. "Well, something like that," said Jess, flustered, "Well, I'm gonna watch the tape." "No!" screamed the six year old, and ran over to the TV and yanked the tape out of the VCR. Suddenly, Saraya felt something, like there was ghost or something there. She turned around but didn't see anything. "What, Saraya, what's the matter?" asked Jess fearfully. "There was something there, but I don't think it's there anymore," said Saraya quietly. "What? Stop kidding around," said Jess. "I'm not kidding around," said Saraya. "Yeah, why don't we have lunch," said Jess in that same fearful tone.
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There's my second chapter, it's still short but at least it's longer than the last one. And a special thanks to flamesofeternaldarkness for being my very first reviewer and for giving the idea at the beginning of the chapter.
AN: I am having really bad writer's block, so don't expect another chapter in a long time, sorry. Does anyone have and ideas for me?