Hey Guys!

OMG it's been like forever!

I have been so busy dealing with issues and all this drama that is in my life at the moment. I have been working on this for the past few days. It's probably really lame so feel free to say what you really think.

Love Lauren

Xoxo

As I drove down the empty streets I thought back on Sam and Dean's secret conversation. I can't believe they had snuck around talking behind mine and Rebecca's back. Not that they said horrible things, most of what they said was very sweet except for the part where they decided that they weren't going to let us girls go back to the Miller house. My hands were gripping the wheel so tightly that my knuckles started to turn white. I pulled up in front of my destination, I looked up at the house and a chill came over me. I opened the door and got out grabbing my bag of weapons from the backseat and closed the door again. I walked up to the iron gate once more. I could hear Dean's voice in my head telling me not to do this but I just ignored it. "Sorry babe, you know I've never been one to follow orders." I opened the gate and walked up the shadow covered pathway to the house. I walked up the stone steps that led to the door. I reached for the handle and turned it. The large door opened with a loud creak. I looked behind me. The moonlight cast eerie shadows all over the yard. I stepped inside and closed the door quietly.

Everything was so dark and silent, I moved off into the lounge room but I couldn't shake this weird feeling that I had. "Oh come on Melissa, you're a hunter for God's sake. You see and face scary things on a daily basis. Suck it up." There was still a chalk outline on the floor from where the girl's bodies had been. My head snapped up at a noise in the next room. I silently made my way across to the door and cocked my gun. I kicked the door open and leaped into the kitchen ready to fire at whatever was in there. The only light that illuminated the room was from the moonlight seeping in through the tiny window. I saw something move out of the corner of my eye, as I turned to get a better look all these plates and cups were pushed off the bench and crashed to the floor. I fumbled with the light switch until it turned on I looked around the room, everything was silent and still. I circled the table never taking my finger off the trigger of my gun although it was filled with rock salt which hurts like hell and something that I knew from experience, I was still a little unnerved. I slowly bent down to check underneath the table, nothing there. "Come on you evil son of a bitch show yourself!" I said. As soon as the words left my mouth something leapt out at me from the darkest corner of the kitchen. I aimed but missed the shot, I looked up just in time to see a black cat jump up on the counter and out the open window. "A freaking cat, Mel. You just tried to shoot a cat with rock salt. And it wasn't even a demonic cat either, just a plain old normal cat!" I said shaking my head as I walked over to the window and pulled it closed.

I made my way out of the kitchen and back into the lounge room, I tucked my gun into my belt and pulled my EMF out of my jacket pocket. I crossed the room and stood in front of the fireplace. There was a wooden shelf above it with photos all along it. There was a picture of a man and a woman who were obviously Emily's parents standing on either side of a little girl who was holding a trophy and smiling. I put it back down and went to look at the next one. As I reached for the picture I accidentally knocked it over, it fell off the shelf and smashed on the hard wooden floor. "Shit." I bent down to pick it up I noticed that it was another picture of the family except this time the man and Emily were smiling widely at the camera while her mother stood off to the side with her arms crossed scowling at them. "Why anyone would want to display a picture like this is beyond me." I said picking up the broken frame and dumping it in the bin. I scooped up the shards of glass into my hand and threw them away aswell, it was then that I actually noticed that my finger was bleeding. "Well that's just great. Things can't get any worse." I said peering at it. I plucked a small, but sharp piece of glass from the cut. I grabbed a tissue of the near by desk and wrapped it around my finger. A ball rolled down the steps hitting each and every one before resting at the bottom. I slowly walked around the couch and looked up the flight of stairs, standing up the top in a pink dress and her hair in two plaits that sat on either side of her pale face staring down at me was Emily Miller's spirit. "Apparently they can." I whispered looking up at her.

"Come play with me" she said in a haunting voice.

"Um, ok." I said making my way up the staircase never taking my eyes off her. "What did you wanna play?" I asked once I was standing next to her.

"Do you wanna come play in my room?" she asked looking up at me.

"Yeah sure, show me where it is." She walked down the hallway and stopped in front of her room.

"Are you coming?" she asked looking back at me before going in the room.

I thought about my options, I could either shoot this kid and make her really mad or I could just see what she wants. "Yeah I'm coming." I said running my fingers over my gun that was still hooked onto my belt. I walked down the hall and into her bedroom. It was still trashed from the last time I was here with the others. I looked around the room but Emily wasn't in there. "Fantastic." I muttered. I walked back out the door looking for her. "Emily, where are you?" I asked walking back to where the stairs were. I started to descend them when I heard her voice.

"Are you leaving?"

I gasped and turned around to see her standing one step above me. "No I'm not leaving." I said shaking my head. "I was just coming to look for you."

"You don't want to play with me do you? Nobody ever wants to play with me" she said sounding very angry. "You want to leave, those other girls wanted to leave. Everyone always wants to leave me. But I stopped them from leaving."

"Yeah but you hurt them Emily. Those girls died, you killed them." I said looking at her cautiously.

"Just like my mummy hurt me!" she screamed. Her eyes started turning black with rage.

"I'm sorry for what happened to you Emily, what your mum did to you was wrong. No one deserves that, but you can't go around hurting innocent people. They didn't do anything wrong."

She looked at me evilly. "Well since you want to leave, I'm just going to have to make sure that you stay."

"Emily wait." I started to say but she reached out and gave me a hard push sending me hurtling backwards down the stairs. I screamed all the way down til I landed at the bottom in a crumbled heap. The last thing I saw before I passed out was Emily floating towards me smiling.

Hmmm... Well there you go. What do you think? Crap? Lol. Sorry it took so long to put up. Hopefully I won't take as long next time.

Peace Out

Love Lauren

xoxo