Sarah sighed as she held her suitcase in her hands. Draco had his arm around her and was trying to make her smile.
"Hey," he said softly. "It won't be that bad. You can write me whenever you want and I'll write."
"Okay," she whispered. The train pulled up and Sarah gave Draco one last hug. "See you later, I guess," muttered Draco.
"Come and visit during summer vacation sometime."
"I will. Oh, here, your dad told me to give you this," he handed her a cell phone. "He said he has one like it and he wants you to call him once a week. I guess teachers get special privileges. None of the students are able to get those things to work." She smiled.
"Too bad he couldn't be here," she muttered. She sighed as the train blew its whistle. "Well, bye," she whispered. She slipped her hands behind his neck and kissed him softly on the lips. He wrapped his arms around her protectively and withdrew a minute later.
"Take care, Shorty," he said with a smirk. She nodded, grabbed her bag and boarded the train.
"Mom? I'm home," Sarah called softly as she stepped inside her house. She knew her mom wouldn't be able to pick her up at the station so she had gotten a ride home with a friend. She stepped inside her house, it was completely black and icy cold. Sarah turned on the lights and looked around. "Mom? Are you here?" No answer. Sarah shivered. The house felt so... creepy for some reason. Something was wrong. She ran upstairs and into her mom's room.
The foul stench of the room landed heavily on her and Sarah turned around and fled the room. It had smelled so horrible that she was coughing and wretching. It smelled like something had died. "Mom, where are you?" she called out. Her gut feeling told her that her mom was in the bedroom somewhere. Sarah took a deep breath and stepped back inside, holding her breath. She turned on the lights and found several items knocked off the shelves. She knew instantly Bud had been there. The thought suddenly flung back and whipped her in the face. If Bud had been there then where was her mom?
"MOM!" she screamed, forcing herself to breath the horrid air. She stared at the bed and saw that there was a lump laying under the covers. She hesitated, then moved to the sheets and pulled off the blankets. Her heart was pounding in her chest. At first what was laying there looked like a blur. Then she realized it was a body. Long brown ratty hair spilled down the shoulders and back, and it was wearing a white night gown that was very worn and turning brown. Sarah saw the back of the body was facing her, and to see a face, she would have to walk around to the other side. She didn't want to look though.
Sarah couldn't even feel her feet anymore. Her breathing back small insignificant gasps of air and the room around her seemed to be growing darker. The only thing she could see clearly was this body. Sarah finally moved a few steps foreward and walked to the side of the bed. She had her eyes squeezed shut and couldn't bring herself to look. The only thing she could hear was her own voice in her head screaming and sobbing since she was too weak to. She finally slowly opened her eyes and looked.
A face with a mouth so horribly stretched out.
Blood red eyes open staring blankly at her.
Hair covering most of her face except the eyes.
The room was spinning faster.... and faster..... and...
(A/N: okay, I suck a writing suspense. Sry.)