Name: Victoria Patricialee Mahaney
Age: 20
Birthday: Nov. 15 1990
Looks: Shrolder laungth hair dirtty blond stright
Personality: I am nice sweet hyper bossy sometime i am a great friend care but keep to hershelf untill you get to know have a hard time leting people in
Hates: clows snake highs
Loves: to sing love rap pop hard rock and rock hip-hop ihave a facebook
Info: my bff is name is kinzy abbott. i keep my feeling n side but i cry when i get hurt.i also have olive green eye when i cry they r green. i had an abusive ex-bf. i got hit by a car. good with kids. do very good wih other people.
I sighed and burried my head in my knees. How was I going to do this? Call my best friend who's on not one but two ghost shows?! I know this is bad but...i can't possiblely tell Zak I think my house is haunted!!
I picked my head up again and grabbed my sell phone. I was going to do this. I HAD to do this! I started to dial Zak's cell. "Hello?" Zak's voice came when he picked up.
"Uh...Hey, Zak. It's me...Tori." I said nervously. I got up and walked out of the house, desiding I wasn't going to talk about ghosts in the house just in case.
"Tori!" I heard him moving around before he shouted to someone, "Guys it's Tori!" He sounded excited.
"Hey Tori!!!" Nick, Aaron, Billy, Mark, and Debbie exclaimed into the phone.
I laughed. "Hey guys!" I called back a lady walking her dog looked at me funny.
"So. What's up?" Aaron questioned. I guested I was on speaker, he sounded kind of far away.
"I..." I trailed off. I hated involving people. I'm a keep-to-yourself kind of person but I don't have the experience or the equipment to do it myself. "I need your help, guys." I confessed while I stared up at the cloudy grey sky. It would have ment rain if it wasn't for the fact that it was winter and snow was already on the ground.
"How so?" Zak asked. Zak and I met almost 6 years ago. Coincidentally, our parents are friends.
"Ummm...ya know I shouldn't have said anything. Sorry." I said trying to take it back. "By-"
"Don't you dare say 'bye'." Zak warned me and I sighed. "Now tell me what's wrong." Zak's nice but he can be pretty demanding sometimes.
I took a deep breath. "IthinkmyhouseishauntedandIneedyouguys,it'sstartingtoscareme." I said really fast in that one breath.
"What?" That was from Nick.
"Say that again, but slower." And that was Aaron, who just got wacked.
"Tori...can repeat that, please?" Zak asked and I sighed.
"You guys are still in Illinois, right?" I questioned.
"Yeah, we haven't left yet." Zak answered. That means they won't get here until tomorrow morning... "Why?"
"I told you I moved...right?"
"Yeah, into your great grandmother's old house. What about it?" Zak questioned, concerned.
"Well...some strange things have been happening. At first I thought it was just turning too fast. Because, you know, when you turn too fast you tend to see things that aren't there. But then things started moving and there's voice. Ohmygod is there voices! I can't stand it Zak. I just can't!" I exclaimed and tears strated to form.
