Hi. I am Mariselle. I sure hope you're in the mood for a scary story because I've got one, a true one. I guess it's not really scary, but parts of it are. Plus it's genuine, that's got to count for something! Anyway, It's got a lot to do with my sister, so I guess you should know about her. Well…, She is four years older than me, and really pretty. If she weren't so mean, I might be jealous of her. She's got these crazy ideas, like ghosts and all of that stuff. She can make herself sound like an expert, but I think she's just faking it, trying to seem cool. I am not exactly ugly, but plain, at best. No one takes notice of me, not that they should, I wouldn't know what to say to them anyway. Not that I don't have friends, just not many and no one who's popular.

It all started when I was only three. I was in my colossal house, in my room, which was right next to my sisters. It was late at night. I was sleeping soundly until my sister, Laranne, screamed " it’s got me... HELP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!". I was scared . After all, I was only three years old! Three year olds are very impressionable. We all rushed to see what was the matter. It was only a nightmare, my parents decided, but I wasn’t so sure. She was six, nightmares were common, but something told me that this was different. If it was a nightmare, it wasn’t just hers. I was sure that I would get a lot of nightmares from this as well. She was acting really strange, like she wasn't a real person, like a ghost. Ghosts, her hobby, had been funny to me before. Just imagine, pale people walking around scaring people! Plus I had an image of Casper in my mind. But ghosts weren't funny to me ever again.

My sister was never quite the same again. Not like she was walking around babbling all of the time or anything. She just didn’t insult me or do anything like that at all! At first it was great, but I quickly grew tired of it. After all, our siblings annoy us, but who actually hates them? Ok, ok a lot of people do, but still, someday I guess we'll be glad to have them. Now I am 12 and my sister seems stranger than ever. I really miss her because now she really does scare me. No matter how lame it sounds, it's true.

She always warns me, she said it got her and it wanted me too. It is the scariest thing you could ever imagine! Just think of your sister (whether you have one or not) telling you some thing got her and was now after you! But it's also the stupidest, lamest thing you could imagine. After all, you could almost be sure that she was faking it. I’m sure it has something to do with that night I was three. A continuos joke? Not too funny to me. I just realized, though, that I’m not the same either. I know that that sounds equally stupid to what my sister said to me but it's 100% true if you think about it. She had made me think that all screams were bad. "They're not," I told myself, "they're not." I’m mad at her now, she spoiled my childhood. (Ok, I know, getting stupider by the sentence) She never even apologized for scaring me. I was only three! Three year olds scare easily.

I went and told her about how she scared me and made me hate screams and all that other stuff, and she said I’d thank her someday. Yeah, right! I said no way in my head. I had decided my sister was crazy. Also, now I truly hated her. She never seemed crazy before. I was very... well... upset, I guess. I didn't want to admit that for a while I'd believed her. So I went back to my room to take a nap or relax or something. A decision not made very well at all.

I had the strangest dream during my nap. I dreamed that I was in the hall, well like the hall but pale, anyway my sister was there and she was saying that it wasn't too late for me to save myself from the demon then she screamed the scream I knew all too well. Then she was behind me. But this time she looked different, paler, was I really dreaming?

I must be, I... then I remembered that my sister was behind me. She told me that it was time for me to be taken to the demon, that I too must become an empty body, forced to shuffle around meaninglessly for all eternity. Then I woke up. Was that really what my sister thought she was? An empty body that had to be meaninglessly thrown around forever? Because that was weird. Well my sister was tossing herself so I took it as a call to come and see her. I didn't want to see her then but I guessed I had to. Maybe it was a duty to an insane sister. Or just an empty one.

I went to go see my sister. She was a beautiful, pale color. She seemed to read my mind. She said, "believe me now?" I said " believe you about what, I don't get it what do you mean?" She just gave me a look. I knew I should have said yes, but it didn’t seem right. How did she know about the dream? Or did she even know about it? Was it a lucky guess? Or, maybe she was just lucky that I had that dream and was really just trying to confuse me. Whatever the answer was, I wasn't even sure if I wanted to know. I thought a whole lot on the way back to my room. In fact, I almost turned back. I felt like I had made my sister think I was scared of her. I was, but she wasn’t supposed to know that!

When I got to my room, I had to sit and think and the floor was the place I ended up. I just couldn't wait to get to my bed. It felt strange, like being around my sister the moment I sat down. Almost immediately I knew why. There was a loose board and I lifted it up. Underneath I found what looked like a time capsule. But I noticed it was really some sort of kit. It was called The Kit To Beat the Demon. What kind of joke was that!? Amazingly, it had my name on it. That was when I freaked out. It seemed so weird, like a ... nightmare.

I almost screamed, but I didn’t. I didn't really like screams. All screams sounded like they were about 10 times worse than they were to me. I figured I must be afraid of them. "Gee I wonder why?" I said sarcastically. Maybe because of Laranne. I had screamed all the time when I was little, but it just seemed too scary after that night. I don’t think I’ve ever not shuddered at a scream since then.

Well I went to Laranne with the kit. She wasn't surprised. "Read it, use it, it will work," she said. I almost threw it at her! Why did she have to go on ruining my life? Hadn't she done enough? I stormed out of there so fast that my sister was still telling me the (in my opinion phony) powers of the kit. I laughed at her. She was pathetic. But I thought I might read the kit, after all, I had nothing better to do.

The kit I soon decided was a prank. It couldn’t be real, just look at what it says! This certain demon is a Cydilainian. That means it is a demon that sucks out peoples' souls, they don't sound the least bit scared or grossed out by what they said! It is probably how my sister plans to scare me into doing what she wants. Now that sounds like the Laranne I knew. That doesn’t really sound like her now, though. Once more, my sister said all that weird stuff about "it getting me" , she really scares me. I don’t know why, but that weird kit seems to know everything about my life. Yet, every part of it is dated November 16, 1732. This must be a really old house. But meanwhile, my sister is only getting weirder. It’s really freaky, and I really don’t like it.

My sister is gone, missing, and I’m not joking. She’s vanished and the demon kit knows it.(As in trick, she hides and makes it sound like someone predicted it, but is really just doing what the copy she has of the book she wrote says) How could she leave?! It said "do you believe me now that she is gone?" I was so mad that she would bring mom and dad into that stupid demon thing! It sounds she somehow kidnapped herself! Mom and Dad are scared, that’s what made me think her prank had gone way too far. I showed them the kit, to show them what Laranne had done, and now it is in the garbage. They think it will scare me, and it does, sort of, but not having it scares me even more. Then I won't know what stunt Laranne is going to do next. Well, now that it’s about midnight, I can go and dig it out. It’s the only way to get it back, and believe me I want it back, I gotta get her to stop doing things to scare mom and dad once I get her to come back.

It wasn’t there! Only the front cover was in the garbage. Useless! the only part I can’t use is what I find. Can you believe that? Maybe Laranne had come to check on us and stole it. I soon discovered Mom was reading it. After she took it from me! Well I wasn't going to let her read it if I couldn't so I immediately snatched it from her. On the page it was open to, it said that Laranne would be brought back when I truly believed. My heart raced. My mind struggled to figure out what was happening. But I was interrupted. Just then the doorbell rang. A pale, yet strangely handsome boy stood at the door. His paleness reminded me of how pale Laranne was. He asked to see me for a minute. With a strange sense of regret, I agreed.

As I stepped outside, I noticed my sister with a smirk on her face, was there too. " Hey, so nice of you to rescue me," she joked while rolling her eyes. "I bet you missed her," the boy mumbled sarcastically. At first I thought it was a mistake. Could this really be my sister? Finally the boy spoke. "You win. I’m defeated. Oh my, I am so upset." He said sarcastically. "I am Demon. I am not like my name. Really, I am very nice. This is all just a game, Henry made it up. Boy, I really miss Henry. He wrote that stupid kit. A sick joke, I didn’t want to, honest. It’s Henry and Laranne’s fault! They talked me into it. I.. I... I..., I’m sorry, I ramble on forever." " Laranne, you were a part of this!? My life is a nightmare because of this! How could you! I’ll never be the same." I screamed as I shut the door in her face. Demon, somehow, had found his way inside, despite my quick actions.

He asked me please not to tell my parents. Hah, like I was going to save Laranne from getting in trouble! "Please, I'll be dead if my parents find out! Henry made me, he, he, oh you should have heard what he said to me! He's a ghost, and he said he'd kill me if I didn't, and he killed Lia, my cat just to show me he could." The boy said in a rush. I agreed but not for Laranne, for him. He thanked me and said," O and my names not Demon either, I'm Seth." "Well bye Seth," I said wanting to be left alone. He almost left but paused to rub off some makeup. He was actually kind of cute.

Next year Seth enrolled in school. It turned out he was in the same grade as me. He was very nice, and wasn't mean or stupid as I thought. Actually, he was really smart. He was popular. Oh, why couldn't I be popular? What would they think if they knew about Henry, Laranne and that weird kit? I would think that they might not like him too much, to say the least. Laranne got back to being like she used to be, but now I miss the strange sister I once had. She, at least had been much nicer. Laranne told our parents she had run away and was grounded, so at least she got some punishment.