Annabelle’s Diary

Chapter 2

Anastasia took in deep breathes as she stood in front of Annabelle’s room

her heart raced and her shoulders trembled , she took slow and gentle steps into the room and she felt her stomach tighten and her eyes sting as she looked around the room ,it felt so cold and lacked the usual warmth it always carried

her eyes roamed the room passing by folded clothes , dirty laundries and some books just lying around , and there it was right in front of her eyes, an old looking diary she remembered very well , their grandmother had gifted it to annabelle while she got a necklace, she remembered the pout that appeared on Annabelle’s face as she compared the gift while calling their grandma bias , that was the last gift they received from her before she died on the hospital bed , tears dropped down her face and onto the book before she could even realise it and she quickly wiped it away

her fingers gently traced through the diary before slowly opening it just to be met with blank pages , she sniffed back her tears and closed the book before gently placing it into the drawers , her eyes lingered once more and she took in deep breathes before leaving the room totally oblivious to the drawer that had opened by itself and showed the diary in it that emitted golden lights.

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Anastasia twist and turned in her room as she tried to sleep but couldn’t , she was sure something was calling her name and it definitely wasn’t human , she kept telling herself that she was just being paranoid but she couldn’t help the dread that grew in her

And there it was her name again but this time closer and less hoarse, she could make out the voice anywhere anytime “Annabelle” No it couldn’t be, she was being ridiculous, how could it be her, they had just…..

She slowly raised her head and terror filled her whole, her hands began to shake violently and her whole body ran cold, standing in front of her was her sister, yes her twin Annabelle , she stood there with her head cracked and blood all over her body and clothe , she looks at her hand and dread filled her once again, there in her hands tightly held was the old diary she had saw earlier in the day, she tried to scream, talk, to make any sound but none came out

She looked as tears gently dropped from Anna’s ( Annabelle’s) eyes and her heart ached, pictures of that sweet bubbly girl filled her head and she felt tears drop down her eyes

She saw her turn to leave and before she knew what was happening her legs followed her on its own accord , it was as if it had grown a mind of its own and no matter how she tried it didn’t stop, she looked around and realized that she was standing in Anna’s room, the book had been placed on the bed and she gulped down nothing as she felt chills run down her spine but she still reached forward to touch it, it was as if an invisible string was pulling her towards the diary, her hand had not even touch it before it began frantically opening just to stop at a blank page, she looked in horror as words began to appear in the once blank page , she lost complete control of her balance as fear completely overtakes her, written in bold red like blood were the words “HOW IT ALL BEGAN , her body ran cold and she felt as if she was about to faint but before she even had much of a reaction a hand came from inside the diary and dragged her in knocking the lamp on the night stand down.