Cecilia

Annie Still Follows

Isn't it wonderful to move in mid year! No,I think not. Our new house was...IS creepy. The school isn't any better. Just a bunch of kids eating glue and drinking from the sink. Charming hugh? It was the first day in our new,three story house. My room was the only one on the third floor. It sucked because it was small,smelled like mom's macaroni,and didn't have any kind of electricity. Why did I get the crappiest room in the house? I'm the oldest and only girl in the family. No duh I'll get outnumbered! So thanks to my brothers,everything I had was battery powered. On my first night there,I have to admit I was scared out of my pants. There was no way I was going to go up there were no light has reached for about a thousand years. But I had too. No grown ups wants their twelve year old daughter in bed with them. I didn't believe in ghosts on anything like that...but i've always hated the dark. I'm a very smart girl,so it's kind of normal for me to hate anything that someone else that's not as smart as me knows and I don't. But the problem with the dark is,it's a mystery to everyone,not Just me. Therefore it's what haunts my nightmares. While I was up there on my bed,I closed my eyes tight. I had that feeling of being watched. After about five hours though,I got the courage to peek out. Nothing. Somewhere in my mind I kept having flashbacks. At first I saw a little girl playing with her dolls. All of a sudden,a doll levitated and I started to have small glimpses of a little girl with a long,white dress. When I flashed back to reality,I knew who the girl was. It was me when I was a little girl. Annie had been who was playing with me. She always did. But who was Annie? I had always thought she had been my imaginary friend. Right now it didn't seem like it though. Now looking back,she was a...thing that always followed me everywhere I went,except outside of our last house. She had disappeared from me a long time ago when I had turned eight. Four years ago. I knew that if I got off the bed or moved at all, I would see her again. I don't know how,but I would. That was something I didn't want to do. I DIDNT want to see her again. The reason for that is because now that I remembered...she only came to me when it was DARK. I knew that it had to happen though,so I sped it up. With one swift move,I was off the bed and in the middle of the small...closet? How I got there,I don't remember. All I remember now is seeing HER again. But after that,everything is blurry. I still sleep in the third story of the house,which I just found out was really an attic. I'm always up there before it's dark so I don't have to climb the stairs being half blind. I still have no electricity in my room at all. And where's Annie? She's still with me and opens my bedroom door every night. I still always wake up in my closet with a weird sense of amnesia. And Annie still follows me around. Always at night and never outside...

(Cecilia, your instinct to avoid Annie is correct... It has been suggested that sometimes the "invisible friends" that some children seem to hear and see, are actually lost spirits or even minor demons. They attach themselves to a young child who may be in a particularly sensitive state, but most children outgrow this stage and they lose their ability to see and hear in that spirit realm. However, "invisible friends" rarely bring good suggestions and insight, and usually cause the chile developmental trouble. And, as you can see, they can come back to trouble an older child when they are in a stress situation.New house, unfamiliar surroundings, and perhaps even a lingering house spirit can all contribute to making you vulnerable. However, you have the real power and control over the spirit realm. You can simply tell the spirits that they have no hold on you, and that you will ignore them. Then do so. Without attention, they will fade away. Chills... Scuttles)