My story

Two kids growing up together closer and closer with each year past boy and girl alike. One of them is from the ghetto of New York. The other from the south in Texas. Krystal and Jason where both put in the adoption system at seven years old. Both of which where adopted at eight by John Nylund a 45 year old recovering alcoholic. After about a month the wife found out how hard it was to manage two kids and left her husband. She wanted nothing to do with the kids. The kids seam to have grown a little too close and since they weren’t technically related they where thinking of going out.
The father was growing scared that the kids would hook up because they are legally brother and sister. He started thinking of putting one of them back into the adoption system.
With his epidemic john started drinking again. He lost his job days later for harassment. Then one of Jason’s grandmothers tracked him down and wanted to fight the court to get her grandson and if possible his friend Krystal in her custody. The kids where awarded to Jason’s grandmother when John showed up drunk at the court case and threw up on the judge.
Of course that was years ago now and they where both happily eighteen. Both of them thinking marriage after Jason proposed on Krystal’s birthday. Everything was going great until their grandmother passed away. In her will she gave the two kids her house, everything in it and her life savings. Thinking they where rich Krystal quit her job without telling Jason. Unfortunately when Jason went to pick up the check it turns out her life savings was only a thousand dollars. When Jason came home Krystal told him about her quitting her job and gave a long speech about how they were going to have there whole life changed with there money. Jason simply handed her the check and said “that’s all there was”.
Now they were living paycheck to paycheck to survive. After a month or so they had to sell their beloved grandmothers house and find a new home. After a week of living in a cheep motel and house searching they found this unbelievable house that could almost be a mansion for extremely cheep. When they first pulled the car up to the driveway Jason looked at his new investment, but there was something odd. There was a boy upstairs through the window glaring down at them but disappeared as soon as Jason noticed him. Jason asked Krystal about it and she replied ”I didn’t see anything ”. Jason passed it off as his mind playing tricks on him. When they walked in sunshine pooled in from the windows. The house looked virtually empty. All that seemed to be there was a few shards of glass from a broken picture frame.
As Krystal wisped into the main room there was a magnificent glass chandelier. She stared at it for a long time and looked under it. She started to feel drawn to it and slowly walked to it. As this occurred Jason walked into the room. The chandelier fell but she turned around in time to be just in front of it.
Jason shouted we need to go now. Krystal replied “no we cant go just lets spend the night and see how we like it.” Fine, but one night and one night only Jason said. Later that night Jason had heard a scream, but when he went to wake Krystal she was gone. He drew his sidearm that he brought with him and raised it. He called out to Krystal but there was no response. A figure entered the room and he instinctively fired. He went to see who or what it was so he lit a candle and went over to it. There staring back at him was Krystal’s cold dead eyes staring back at him. She had been scared by a spider while wearing ear plugs. Jason panicked and started to think what to do. Would he call the police, hide the body, run away, and then in his crazed state of mind thought he could end it all. He then raised the pistol slowly to his head and fired. When he did a little boy walked in laughing and disapeared in what seemed to be blueish static.