The Little Girl Who Lived with My Cousin

I used to go to my cousins house for play dates when I around 5 years old. My mother said that I would never want to go for some reason. Then she realized I was talking about a little girl called Josephine a lot. She didn't know of a Josephine that we knew.

I would be playing with my cousin and all of a sudden the dolls head would spin around by it's self and my cousin would say it's nothing lets just play. Then one night I had slept there and my bed started shaking, and I heard giggling. I yelled "Just leave me alone Please". Then Josephine appeared in front of me and gave an evil grin then she said "I won't hurt you I'm not that angry today." So I sat up and pulled the covers up just under my chin and asked "Why are you always so angry, Where did you come from?"

She looked at me unsurely and said "My mother killed me for the man she loved, the fact that it was for that reason makes me extremely mad, and I used to live here this was my room. My dad built it, it was the year 1800 and we were the richest family in this town. I was 6 years old." She had blonde Hair with ringlets and blue eyes and very fair skin also she wore a Blue bonnet and a Blue Victorian style dress after she had that little talk with me she said "Thank you" in a soft voice as her usual voice was sort of deep like a demon voice and just drifted off into nothing and I never saw her again. I think that expressing her feelings helped her move on and be happier.  

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