Genre: the story told through Samara's eyes…a story that makes her seem more human, not just an evil, bloodthirsty monster. Kinda changes the way you look the story…
Information used from (the ring), (the ring two), (the grudge), (ringu) and just my common sense. :)) by: Cody
Round we go,
The world is spinning,
When it stops,
It's just beginning…
Sun comes up,
We laugh and we cry…
Sun goes down,
And then we all
Die…
All I ever wanted was love. My mommy loved me. I know she did. I was very little, but somehow I remember that night.
I remember my mommy's eyes. They were tortured and haunted, like she'd just been crying. I remember how cold it was outside, and the moon, which was half-full…
!it looked like a well half closed!
Then there was the water.
!I don't like the water!
I started to cry. I cried hard and loud, like I'd never cried before…a light came on inside the hospital, and I heard someone call out to my mommy, telling her to stop…
She said she loved me, but I wasn't her daughter. I was plunged into the water, the cold, cold, water. Everything was blurry. My mind fogged up. Through the blurry water, I saw nurses grabbing hold of my mommy. I was pulled out of the water, and wrapped in a blanket. Someone carried me off as my mommy was pulled away. I remember her words.
!My baby told me to!
Then I had a new mommy. Her name was Anna, but I always called her mommy. I wanted a mommy so bad. Mommy was a lot of fun at first. She let me ride on a black horse named West. We were really close. On my fifth birthday, she bought me a little TV. It didn't work right, so all I ever saw was static. But I liked it. I liked the way it looked and sounded. It looked like a bunch of little flies buzzing around in circles. Or snow. Mommy would sit and watch the static with me, and sing to me. She knew the song my real mommy used to sing to me. It is my favorite song. She even had the tune made into a music box for me. The music box was small, with little horses on it.
!I don't like the horses!
Then something happened. I had a dream. I was in a room filled with water, and a closet was filled with funny-looking people. Mommy and Daddy were on the floor, and they looked funny too. I was standing next to them with my hair all wet crying.
When I woke up from that dream, I went into my mommy and daddy's room and told them I'd had a bad dream. My mommy asked what happened in my dream, and I told her everything. Mommy's face turned pale, and for a while she didn't say anything.
"Mommy?" I whispered. "What's wrong?"
"I had that same dream…two weeks ago…" Mommy was still.
We sat there for awhile, and then Mommy said that she was going to go get something and she'd be right back. I waited, but she never came back.
Mommy started acting different after that. One day in the kitchen while I was helping her bake cookies, she suddenly dropped the glass bowl of cookie dough and collapsed on the ground. She looked at me with fearful eyes and started hollering, "No…no…no…stop, please!"
I begged her to stop, but she just kept screaming until Daddy came in.
"Anna what the hell are you going on about?" Daddy yelled.
"She won't stop." Mommy whispered.
"What do you mean?"
My mommy looked up at him slowly, and whispered. "She…never…sleeps…"
Daddy picked Mommy up and put her into bed. I followed him.
"Are we going to finish making our cookies, Mommy?" I asked.
"No, Samara…not now." Daddy said.
"Okie Dokie." I walked off to the mirror where Mommy always did her hair. It was a pretty mirror. I was tall enough to see myself in it, so Mommy let me brush my hair in front of it.
I picked up her comb and started to play with my hair. A few strands of hair fell in front of my eyes, and I swept the comb through my hair slowly, watching the teeth separate the strands. I liked to play with my hair. I liked to do the things Mommy did.
!I love my mommy!
author's note: sorry guys more later ttyl!