a ghost

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By eleanor maslen

The little girl sat alone and looked around her home. she didnt understand, why mummy left her alone. the walls were bare and empty, the floor was ice cold there was a sign outside the door, this house had been sold. was she part of the deal? a freebe thrown in? was her new mummy coming? the house was pretty dim she jumped onto her feet when she heard the door then she remembered the pain, her head felt reallt sore. she walked to the mirror and saw her face, she screamed. this had to be a nightmare just another dream Her skin was white her lips were blue her eyes really dark then the meomry come back, a burning, lighting spark, mummy had hit her and pushed her to the floor then she left her bleeding and walk out of the door. Then she heard the screams, and the shouting too she run into the kitchen and on the floor....... Was YOU.

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