The Girl In The Mask (NOT MY STORY)

Chapter Eight - We Will Do This Together

I appear in a dream. I look around. We are back in the room where it all began. The dark black walls and floors and the same old rocking chair. I'm not scared, I just feel normal. I mean it isn't strange but in my heart it feels weird.

I look at the rocking chair because I didn't know what to do and there is a letter. I pick it up and it reads:

I promise this isn't the mask writing. It is Estrella. I don't know how to prove it but I HAVE to tell you something. You can destroy the mask. I have been trying to help destroy it as well. When we have done that we can live a happy life together until we grow old. There is a problem with that though. . . I hate to break it to you but when we destroy it. We won't have our mother. This might sound devastating but I need to continue writing. When I finish please write back. If you write on the back of this letter it will automatically send it to me. Whatever you do, don't drop the pen. If you are curious why, do it when you finish writing. Thank you. The last mission you need to do is end our mother. Say what needs to be said. It may be difficult at first but trust me it will all be worth it in the end. After that my mask will come off and then I have to do the same thing to my mother I had at the time. Then we can be free together. Grow up and have a happy family! Thank you for your time-

-Estrella Martinez

I know it says Estrella and everything on it, but I really don't believe it. I need to write back.

Hey. I know this is not Estrella. No matter what she would never say that to me. (That is a lie I just want to get the mask where it needs to be) No one likes you and if you want revenge that bad go to the original person and you could stop the whole time line and make it reset. Not even you would have died. You want me to do your missions, but just do mine for once. Thank you-

-Maria- You can do this! I believe in you whenever and whatever! You are worth something. I mean it- I cut my finger with my pocket knife that appeared out of nowhere and put my blood as a promise.

The paper disappears and I appear back at my normal house and normal life. I think about what needs to be done. I look up and smile. I go to my mother and greet her with a friendly grin.

Confused, she looks at me. "Are you feeling better," My mom asks with a slight smile. "I don't feel as if I was ever injured or sick but I want to apologize for everything.

Right as I say that a piece of her face chips away. Her face then becomes the mask. It may not seem true but this is not a dream. I have no proof anywhere in existence, but I know it is not a dream.

The Mask falls and my real mom comes out bawling her eyes out. She is too stunned to speak. I destroy the mask by stomping on it over and over and over.

I wait for about 30 minutes and my real mom comes to talk to me. "Oh my goodness! I could see the whole thing from the chambers! You saved me. I have been trapped there forever, but before I tell you what happened we need to save your sister." Without any words we go to sleep.