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[color=6c5d56][smallest]Title of Story: N/A (Does anyone have any suggestions?)
Author: Karin Santizo
Chapter 1

A young man in his twenties, tall light brown haired and fit man, his blue eyes filled with worry walks down a dark hallway and reaches towards a door. He opens the door, which leads to the outside world. He walked out of an ancient mansion searching for his parents, it's a weird sight, and the world seems to look dazed, blurry as though it were a memory. Finally the young man stops in the dying garden; it's almost winter and the last leaves fall from the tree. A strange middle-aged man accompanied his parents. The strange man turned to face the young man and a cold feeling rushes through his body. He looks at his parents and notices that they have dead dazed eyes. They start chant, and the man starts to laugh, a cruel sinister laugh. The young man runs to his parents and sees them fall to the floor, while the strange man continues to laugh and suddenly vanishes into thin air. When the young man reaches his parents, you could see the parents as the foam at the mouth the suddenly stop moving. They were dead, the young man tries to revive them, but it was too late. He lets out a cry of agony so loud it could be heard for miles around, and everyone knew that someone had died at the Reverie Walters Estate.
The cry travels so far it reaches the dreams of Isabella. The cry brings her back to reality. She wakes up in her strange new bedroom shaking, sweating, and startled. She sighed and grabbed the glass of water next to her bed. The mansion, named the Hope and Faith Estate, now belonged to her parent after an old aunt of her mothers had died and left it as her mother's inheritance. It was the first time she slept in the bedroom in two years. They had come all the way to Salem from San Francisco, only to find that the house was in deep need of renovations. While the mansion was being fixed they had moved into town, she had gone to a local high school, and thought nothing of the old house. But now she was back in her strange bedroom. She was not used to sleeping in such a large room, filled with antique furniture. She lay back down on her bed knowing that she had to rest for the next day; it was the first day of school at Paxton Academy, a prep school for all those who lived in the estates outside of Salem. Her friend Samantha form the public high school had warned her that many of the students would not welcome her, unless she causally mentioned she was living in the Hope and Faith Estate. She was worried of going to a school of rich snobs. She knew that if that were the case then her experience in her new school would be a nightmare. She pushed those thoughts out side and closed her eyes to sleep, praying that no other nightmares would plague her that night.
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Nicole opened the door to her daughter's room. She rolled her eyes when she saw her still laying there, obviously not away that she was running late. She walked up to the bed and pulled the covers.
"Isabella, wake up! It's late! You're going to be late for your first day at school!" she said with exasperation, "is that the first impression you want to give!"
Suddenly Isabella opened her eyes, she was tired at the fact that she had not slept well, the strange dream had plagued her the rest of the night and now she had a splitting headache. She dragged herself out of bed and changed into her new uniform. She walked down stairs to find her mother and father waiting with the smile they gave her whenever she was about to start something they thought she was nervous about. They did this all the time. Even when it was a date, it would creep out many of her dates that would never call her ever again after meeting her parents. She smiled back and said.
"Good morning! Why are you staring at me like that? Don't worry, it'll be great! I'm so pumped...I'm actually looking forward to school, it sound like it would look good on my college applications if it said I went to Paxton." Her parents knew that she was not only trying to convince them, but herself as well.
They ate their breakfasts quietly contemplating what new experiences their move would bring. Two years ago when the moved to Salem her father had been offered a job as a doctor at a prestigious hospital in Salem, but he had almost turned it down because they couldn’t afford to move there. Then out of the blue, like an answered prayer, her mother had received the news that she was now the new owner of her great aunts estate. They all felt that it was too much of a coincidence, but no one wanted to say the weird.
"Come on Isabella", her father suddenly said “we should get a move on to the dean's office. It's getting late."
She grabbed her backpack and shuffled out to her father's car. As she got into the car she took a good look at her new home. The massive house was too big for five people; she wondered how her aunt lived there all by her self. Now at the very least it looked more decent that when they had first seen it two years ago: dark, dirty, and cold. But now it looked like a bright, colorful, and happy colonial mansion. She loved the new look but it still felt like she was living somewhere she didn't belong. For her parents sake though, she would try to adjust her self to her new surroundings.
As she pondered about her new life, her two younger brothers jumped into the car slamming the door and startling her.
"What are you thinking about?" Her youngest brother Marco asked,” Boys! MUAH!"
"Your twelve Marco, please act your age." She replied briskly.
"He is acting his age!" Kevin, now 15," He can't help it if his immature.”
Their father rolled his eyes and said nothing of his children’s constant fighting. He started the car and the journey to Paxton Prep started.
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