Date: Thu, 11 Jun 2015 10:48:05 -0400
From: Gmail <movinon84@gmail.com>
Subject: The boy in the mirror chap 4 sf

*chapter four: the school for the damned*

  On the mirror from the steam was written *forever and always* the door
then slammed shut and I jumped out of the shower. I tried to open the door
but it wouldn't budge. The door seemed like someone was on the other side
holding it shut so I couldn't get out. I then heard and felt someone
breathing on the back of my neck. I didn't even want to turn around to
see. I just wanted out of there.

  "Come with me. Be with me." The ghostly whisper I heard behind me.

  I pulled even harder and finally the door gave way as i fell on my ass,
and there my dad stood at the doorway. He looked down at me and asked

  "What's going on son? Why are you on the floor? And what was all that
noise? I thought you were in trouble." He questioned.

  "You wouldn't believe me if I told you dad." I said as I stood up.

  "Um. Ok, are you alright?" He asked.

  "I don't know. I don't feel comfortable here." I said.

  My dad looked worried, he probably thought it was because I missed
mom. And this was all new to me. Which yes I did. But that's not all. It
was this house. Its alive and he doesn't believe me. And now I'm hearing
voices. What am I suppose to do?

  "Well get dressed. I'll take you to the school so you can get enrolled "
he mentioned as he walked away.

  *shit. I forgot about that.* I thought to myself.

  I stumbled out of the bathroom and headed to my room. I threw on some
clothes and looked in the mirror to see if I looked decent enough to go to
school. But when I did, my refection wasn't the same. He blinked before I
did he licked his lips in a sexual desire. And his eyes had changed from
brown to blue. What the hell was going on? I heard my dad walking up the
hall as I turned my head to see if he was at the doorway yet. I turned back
to look in the mirror and it was back to my own.

  Confused as I was, I just grabbed my jacket and swung it over my shoulder
and walked out of the room. I met up with my dad and we both headed for the
door. Before we shut the door I heard a hiss coming from the hall followed
by the words don't leave me again. Chills ran down my spine as I quickly
rushed out the door and slammed it shut.

  "Did you say something?" Dad asked me.

  "No? Did you hear that too?" I asked.

  "Hmm, must have left a window open earlier." He mumbled.

  He heard it. I wasn't going crazy. But he wasn't going to admit it. He
just blew it off like it was nothing. Oh well, we ended up backing down the
drive and again I saw the face in the attic window. I could tell that it
was a boy this time. But I still couldn't say anything to my dad about
it. So I ignored it once again as we drove to the school which was only a
five minute drive.

  We reached the school and it looked like an asylum or use to be one. The
windows were barred, the front had a porch with pale white pillars that
looked as if they were scorched. The double doors had fancy designs carved
into them. The windows were too high off the ground as if they were to keep
people from climbing in or out of them. The walls were made of stone brick
with a greyish tint to them. Gargoyles purched on top of the building and
the building itself seems like it went on for miles.

  We walked up to the door and pressed hard to open it. The door stood at
least 10 feet tall. With it creaking the entire way open. It echoed in the
lobby. Inside was huge as well, the ceiling was probably about 20 feet high
with a chandelier hanging above. Cobwebs surrounded it as no one has been
able to clean it. The floor had a huge circle with a compas design in the
middle. The plants against the walls were lifeless and in the middle was a
double staircase that led to the second floor. It stopped halfway to
landing that split off to two sections. Stairs led to The left side and the
right side. And at the wall in the middle of the landing was a huge stained
glass window that had been burned at one point. But it had a picture of
st. Marry holding a baby.

  "This place is creepy." I said aloud as it echoed through the lobby.

  "Quiet, don't let them hear you say that." He whispered.

  "Its quite alright." A lady laughed as the door on the left to the
corridor slammed shut and latched.

  She was wearing a black robe with a white sash around her waist. She
looked like a nun. I hope this isn't a catholic school I was thinking. She
continued to walk towards us.

  "Hi you must be the Turner's family. I was expecting you. My name is
Sister Agatha." She said as she extended her hand.

  Dad reached out to shake her hand as I caught a glimpse of her arm. She
had been badly burned and scarred. She noticed me starring as she quickly
pulled her sleeve down.

  "Sorry, yes I'm Keith, and this is my boy Cole. I'm here to.." He said as
he got interrupted.

  "Yes I know why you are here. Come with me." She demanded.

  We stayed in silence and followed along with her. She headed towards the
door that she came from. She pulled out a ring with what looked like over a
hundred keys. She unlocked the door and held it open for us to go
through. After we went into the corridor, the door slammed shut again. And
continued down the hall. Finally reaching a door, she opened it with
another key. We followed her into the office and took a seat.

  "I don't want to be here." I whispered.

  "Don't worry son, everything will be fine." He whispered back.

  As he said that sister Agatha place a pile of papers on the desk in front
of us to fill out. The office smelled like mildew almost like a damp
basement. A picture hung above her seat that stood tall of three nuns
standing side by side. The walls were concrete and blackened at the top
close to the ceiling. She had walked out of the room to let us fill out the
papers and would be back shortly.

  "Do I have to go here dad?" I asked.

  "Yes, it'll be temporary until we get you assigned to a new school." He
said.

  I sighed at the thought of being in the giant prison. It seemed like a
school for the damned. And erie feeling overwhelmed me the whole time I was
there. We finished up the paperwork and she never showed up. So I decided
to wander the halls in search for her. As I walked down the corridor, I
heard people shushing and whispering but was very faint coming from the
doors. There were no windows on the doors or even the walls for that
matter. All of the doors were locked the pictures were covered with dirty
cloth and the mirrors were covered as well.

  I reached the end of the hall and there was a set of double doors that
were locked as well. I turned back around and noticed that I had been
walking for miles. I couldn't even see the end of the corridor.

  "Go... Go back. Please help. Don't leave." A ghostly voice from being me
echoed.

  Chills once again ran down my spine as I took off in a sprint to the end
of the corridor to try and find my way back to the office. The closer I got
to the end, the voices grew louder and louder as if they were screaming. I
couldn't make out what they were saying. There were hundreds of voices all
at once. Covering my eyes, and looking back. I ran into sister
Agatha. Knocking her down and me falling on top of her.

  "I'm so sorry ma'am." I said stumbling to get up.

  "This is no place for that kind of attitude young man!" She growled.

  She led me back to the office where she sat me down and told my dad that
I need discipline. He agreed and handed over the papers.

  "I'll see you tomorrow bright and early young man. You will learn to
respect others." She demanded as she stood up and led us out to the lobby.

  We left the school and headed to the truck. I just kept getting an uneasy
feeling about this place. Not just the school. But the whole town. Just as
we left, the fog started to roll in again. Were we ever going to see the
sun?

  "What the hell is up with this weather?" I asked.

  "Watch your mouth son. You shouldn't be talking like that." Dad muttered.

  I just looked down at the floorboard as we drove. We went in the opposite
direction we came from.

  "Where we going?" I asked.

  "Well I have to go into town to get a few things for the house." He said.

  As we came to a sign that said to turn around, the bridge was out. But it
was more than just the bridge. The other side was gone. Barely visible
through the fog, I couldn't see anything across the way.

  "Well I guess we can't go into town." He mentioned as he turned the truck
back and headed home.

  "And you don't find any of this weird?" I asked.

  He just shook his head no and continued on driving. As we pulled into the
drive, we saw someone standing at the door. But the fog was too thick to
make out the figure. We got out of the truck and headed up the walkway. The
closer we got. The fog started to dissipate, it was Sara. She had stopped
over to see my dad.

  "Um.. Hi?" Dad muttered as he scratched the back of his head.

  "Oh sorry, I didn't mean to intrude. I just came to tell you that the
roads are out and it will be awhile before we can get anyone from the other
side to fix them. But if you need anything at all just let me know and I'll
be happy to assist y'all." Sara said as she smiled and handed my dad a key.

  "What's this for?" He asked.

  "Oh yeah, its for the cellar door. The sherrif told me to drop it off to
you." She said

  "Alright then. Would you like to come in for some coffee?" He asked.

  "No, I gotta get going. I've got a lot of things to do before
nightfall. But thank you for the offer. Maybe later?" She said as she
stared up the attic window.

  *does she know something?* I thought to myself. She then shook my dads
hand and kissed me on the top of my head and left. I'm not even sure how
she got here. There was no car. After she left, we went inside.