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Chapter 3 Knocking hard against the thin, front door, her Auntie tugged hard on the handle despite knowing it was most likely locked. The shock from pushing so hard caused her to stumble backwards but she managed to keep her balance. Stumbling towards the stairs, Summer began to slowly make her way to the door. Eventually she got there and clumsily foraged through her pockets for the key. Her shaking hand stabbed aimlessly at the door trying to find the keyhole. Upon opening the door, Nina hugged her viciously, squeezing her thin shoulders until it hurt. “Oh god, I couldn’t get here soon enough! I’ve been going out of m

Staring without blinking into her mobile phone screen, Summer checked to see if it was obvious her lips had been stabbed. Once she realised how fat and swollen her lips where, she grabbed herself an ice pack from the first aid box and pressed it gently to them. Wincing in pain, she made her way to her bedroom trying desperately to blank out the harsh reality that her mum was lying dead on the couch. What was she going to do? She no longer had parents. She was alone in a haunted house, her stomach grumbling and her head pounding with worry. “Have you got what you wanted?” She sobbed into her hands as she curled into a tight ball