My sister's bedroom.

The Hallway of hell

By. Briana Morgan

After my sister died at the age of 15, I always used to go into her old room to just look around and look out the window. The room was all white and had a dresser with a mirror. On the walls were two framed, glass pictures of the singer Aaliyah. She had Aaliyah’s pictures because she loved her a lot.

I don’t remember why I went to her room that day; I just remember I walked in there. Sometimes I used to just play in there, and other times I used to just look around thinking about how much I missed her. For a five-year-old, I knew what was going on at a young age, and I knew I missed her a lot. That day I walked into her room and looked at the Aaliyah pictures that were hanging up then looked out the window to the busy street. I looked back at the wall to Aaliyah´s picture with the glass framed. I was a few feet away and it fell down right in front of me so I ran out into my hallway with all white walls, and two bathrooms on each end of the hallway I was as scared as a mouse the hallway I ran down became a runway of an airplane. Fear came at me like a rush of air on a cold winter day as I ran down the hallway I didn’t look back I was just looking at how far away I was from my mom's room. When I finally made it I fell in my mom’s room she was fixing her Cds and her bookcase and I hit my knee on her bookcase. Ever since then when it got dark and I would look up into the hallway and I saw a shadow walking back and forth.