"Zoey. I dare you to go into the Hickory High school alone Friday night." James dares me from across the fire.

Of course he does. because he can't just give me a normal dare and of course I have to choose dare. Stupid on my part.

"Really? Hickory?" I ask in a whatever kind of way.

"Yup! you have to go and explore while making a video." He says

"Um... You just said go there. Not film and explore." I say with a nervous laugh.

"while, I just added onto the dare." He says matter of factly.

Right, of course he did.

"Can you do that? I don't think you can do that." I counter in a quiet voice.

"Awwwww, do you not want to go? are you scared?" He says as he mimics a baby face and wipes at his eyes mockingly.

"No! I just don't know if I should....that's all. I could get arrested, you know."

"Oh, stop being a baby, Zoey."

At that point, I give up. it won't be that bad... right?

Friday

I turn on my phone and tell the camera what I'm going to do and I enter the old school. it's nighttime, and it's a full moon... Should I be scared?

"Hi! Zoey here...Um....So people say this place makes you do things... So here I am. trying to see if that's true. I was told to video. yeah. okay, let's go."

I walk up a flight of stairs and explore the first two levels of the school. nothing big to report. When I make it to the third floor, I feel light-headed....

"I...Im not feeling too great...." I say into the camera. "I don't know what -" I stop abruptly and turn around.

My phone powers off, and I whimper. Shit. Why did I do this? I swear I just heard a voice. why the fuck did I tell me parents I was going to Graces? Jesus. I'm going to die.....I.....I want to die.....

3rd person POV

Zoey looks frozen. Her eyes gloss over, and she stands motionless. A deep, low sob can be heard ripping from her troat. Zoey moves slowly to the left and up two more flights of stars, and then she looks down. Her face is contorted in fear and pain. Her eyes are bloodshot, and tears run down her face. She reaches up to her face and scratches at her eyes. Blood slowly seeps from her eyes, then she reaches down and grabs a nail from the floor. She plunges it into one eye, then the other and more sobs can be heard, then she tips over the railing and plummets to the ground below. Landing on top of nails, rocks, wood, and other building parts.

Thursday

"It's been six days since Zoey Gostter was last seen. Any information on her whereabouts would be appreciated......" The news reporters Voice slowly drips away as Zoeys Mom crys.

Monday

"This just in, Zoey Fostter was found. In the Hickory High School on 43rd Street. Her body was rotting, and her flesh pirced. Her eyes have been ripped out and stabbed with what looks to be nails. Her legs are broken at the knee and are both starched from the skin. You can see the bone. Nothing on Zoeys killer has been notified. Police have not ruled out suicide......"

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No noise. That's how it started. No noise, just black.

My name is Lee. I'm a 16-year-old junior at Moon Street High School. I also have a gig in babysitting. I have about 13 clients. All who are rich and have two or one kid. I'm a straight A student, so my parents don't give me a curfew. I usually only babysit at night, so the parents can go on a date. That how it started. Just another babysitting gig.

"Are you sure you can do it? He's a handful. I don't want you to think you have to. " The mother, Mary, says in an anxious voice as she puts her diamond earrings on.

"Don't worry. We'll have a lot of fun!" I say with a smile as I pick up her three-year-old son, Peter.

"Oh, alright. Just... The emergency contact numbers are on the fridge, There's sandwich supplies in the kitchen, He needs to have his medicine by 9pm no later no sooner, and...Oh, He needs to be in bed by 10pm. Gosh, I hope that's not too much to ask of you... Oh-" She was cut off by her husband's voice

"Mary, leave the boy alone. Peter will be fine,I'mm sure Lee has it covered." Rich, her husband, says in a hurry as he ties his tie.

Mary sighs, then nods and finishes putting on her earring.

"Okay...well, I guess we'll be off."

I nod and reassure her one more time before they leave, saying they will be back by 11pm, 12 at the latest.

After they leave, I set Peter down, and I smile at him.

"What would you like to do, big boy?" I ask him.

He stares up at me with wide brownish reddish eyes. He pours his lips and whispers something under his breath.

"What was that?" I ask him as I lean down closer to his mouth.

"Stupid Human!" He screeches into my ear.

I wince at the volume and the sharp tone of his voice.

"W-what?" I stammer as I sit up.

He goes back to being silent, and I rub my ear lobe.

He turns his head away and crosses his little arms.

"Okay..well.. how about I go and make you a grilled cheese?" I ask cautiously as I reach down to pick him back up.

He squirms out of my arms, and I almost drop him. I quickly set him back down, and then I stood up again.

"Hmmm....what if I turned a movie on for you and I go make you your food?" I ask him.

"Oh sure. He'll love a chance to take you... " He mutters. I tilt my head and look at the little baby by my feet.

"Who is 'he'?" I ask as I squat down, so I'm eye level with him.

He goes back to being silent, and I sigh. I stand up and move to the mantel below the TV, and I grab the remote.

"What would you like to watch?" I ask Peter.

".....Rag Anna." He says, and then he stands and quickly walks over to the couch.

I turn the TV on and I search for "Rag Anna". A horror film pops up, and I look back at Peter.

"Um... are you sure? this movie is really scary..." I say.

He frowns at me, and I hear a slight growl...

"I'll ask your parents first..okay?" I ask/say as I grab my phone from my pocket and pull up Mrs. Marys number.

I type out a quick text.

'Is it okay that Peter watches 'Rag Anna'? He said it was okay but...I wanted to ask. since it's rated R and all.'

I watch as a text comes back through

'Oh, he just loves that movie. It's fine'

I sigh and turn it on.

After about an hour, I walk back over and give him his food. He grins up at me and eats the food.

"Sir....we should go to the attic. I have some toys up there!"

I nod and follow the small boy up the stairs. that was my first mistake.

that's the end for this chapter. I will have a part 2!!

As I follow him up the stairs, I start to feel....off. im not sure how to phrase it. it's like my body stopped listening to my wishes and started to follow the little boy of its own free will. when I tried to speak, my voice was gone. I couldn't stop walking after this kid. before I knew it, we were in his attic, and there were candles everywhere.

"Welcome. this is my way home. I like it here but... after one babysitter dies, it's no fun." He cackles.

I don't remember walking up here... My mind is foggy....almost, like I was never not here.

"Now. All you have to say is you want to be here. And then I can suck your soul." I hear a voice saying.

I can't formulate my thoughts. Is that a good thing....bad?

"W...why?" I manage to crock out.

"Why? Because I'm a devil and need food you dumb fuck"

I close my eyes and when I open them again I see the baby. The baby who is now speaking like a reincarnation of Chucky.

I watched as he crawled over to me, and I felt sharp pain as I could feel my skin being pulled off. I cried and screamed, which I guess he didn't like. I watched as he poked my eyes out and laughed. Now it's like I'm watching myself....watching as he dismembered my skin from my body and hung my while body from a wire on the ceiling. I look around in my spirit state and see other spirits trapped in the walls. I can hear them yelling and crying. I guess this is what I get for not trusting myself and staying away from the hellish place.

3rd POV

The mother walks in and gaps at her son

"Young man! You said you wouldn't do it this time!" She yelled as she looked at her young sons handy work. The boy in which was babysitting was hung on the ceiling, and his skin was ripped off. You could see his muscles and organs still attached. His eyes were poked out, leaving black holes through his head.

The boy in question was sitting on the ground eating the skin. He smiled up at his upset mother.

"Would you like some mommy?" He asked as his mother's form changed into a demonic forrm.

"Yes, yes, make room."

The end.

Sorry, I know this chapter was short. More to come.

Preview.

I walked into the gym of my school. The lights aren't on yet, and I walk to my usual spot on the floor. It seems darker in here....and it smells. It's a Monday, and I'm wishing I was still in bed. I'm tired, and when I lay my he's back, I see what appears to be a human body...shape...thing?......

The next story will be something like this!