Sarah was moving to a new home further up North. Her parents had told her what a great house it was and how they only needed to make a slight chage to her room. When she saw her room, she questioned that. "What is that horrendous brown maggotty mark on my wall?" she retorted. She was reffering to the ugly disoriented half oval shape painted on her wall near the window. "We said we will fix it sweetey." Her pArents reasurred their shocked child. After a few months of living in that house Sarah grew acustomed to the occasonal scratch marks on her window made by the tree outside, the deep hollow wind and the twings cracking under the winds pressure. Or so she thought.

She invited two friends over for a sleepover, Amy and Jane. They were girl talking about boys on and on until they mentioned the mark on Sarah's wall"Its hideous I know my parents still cant do anything, no posters aere alowed and this is the only way the furniture can ft into the room!" Suddenly her other outside mimicked thyem. Amy and Jane raced out to get him. They were halfway through tackling him until they head Sarah scream. They bolted vack to her room and saw the window broken and that the oval was painted into a face! Made out of ozzingblood. They turned around and they saw a man... with the exact same face! And at his feet was Sarahs bloody body.