...“SAVE ME!”...

Two months ago, I moved to this new house. It's big and has everything you can imagine, although the price wasn't much. I was desperate so I took this chance and bought it. It never crossed my mind why the owners wanted to sell it with such price, but I didn't care. I just wanted a good place to stay in near my job.

Everything was good so far. Until two weeks ago, I started hearing a voice calling: “SAVE ME!”

...And from here is where my story begins....

Before we move further into my story, let me introduce myself first.

Hi, I'm Rose. a 25 year-old girl living a pretty normal life. I lost my family when I was 12 years old due to a car accident. After the accident, I moved to live with my grandparents. As a little girl, I thought life would be fair for someone like me, but it didn't turn out that way. I was being beaten every day for, according to my grandparents, wanting to go to the new funfair in town when I was a child the night of the accident. Is it really my fault for being a kid?

Every night I keep thinking, “What if it was me?”. Then, I thought that life didn't choose me for a reason. Maybe there is something still needed to be done; something I don't know yet. So, I decided to study and work harder to be a strong woman, to make my parents proud. After 14 years, I am now an independent woman with a house my own.

I have a job at MS Company. It is one of the biggest trading companies in town. I know you're asking how I got there. Actually, I did well at school and that's all that matters. I work as the CEO's secretary. My job requires to be highly secretive about what I do. I get lots of deals from our enemies trying to fool me.

After working there for couple years, I managed to have the money I want to buy the house I dream of. One day, while searching for a good place near my company, I found a big house with fancy and modern decorations. I could wait no longer and contacted the owners right away and the sell was done in a couples of days. The only thing that was suspicious is the price. It was very low, so I asked the owners and they said that they need to travel abroad as possible. I guess I was a fool and believed that.

Since this moment, I thought life finally started to smile at me. I packed all my stuff and left my grandparents' house and moved to my new place. I won't lie to you when I tell you that the place was charming, but there was something creep about this old classic mirror in my room...

"So, have you found the place you've been looking for?"

"Yes, but I don't think it will last long."

"What's the matter?"

For a second, I regained my conscious and thought that talking about it is not the right thing to do. People will call me crazy or just anxious of all the changes of my life, especially since knowing about my childhood, probably. I can't talk about this to no one, not yet...

This is my friend, Kayla. We've met while working at the same company. She seems bossy from the outside, but actually she is so friendly and nice once you get to know her. I owe her much since she helped me since I started this job one year ago. She has been working there for more than 5 years so of course she is more experienced than me.

"Umm... Nothing to worry about. I guess am just trying to adjust to the new place that's all."

"If you ever need any help, just call me. Also, I would like to see where you live. So, you better invite me for a meal or I will, myself."

"Hahaha... I know you're not waiting for my invitation. You always do what's in your mind anyways. It is getting late now, I better leave. I'd like to take my days off in bed, I'm so tired."

"Would you like me to call you some company to keep your bed warm?"

"Thanks, but I like it cold as is."

Kayla doesn't mind being with anyone as long as they fulfill her desires. On the other hand, I believe in love and will be devoted to that one person am falling for so hard. So, am not as brave as her to do one night stands.

Kayla and I started to get up and went to restaurant parking lot to go home by her car. It was midnight. The sky was clear and you could see the shining stars with the moon bright light. The air was so refreshing that I wanted to feel its breeze a little longer, but soon we arrived to my apartment. I greeted Kayla farewell and went up to my apartment building.

My apartment is in the last floor and it is the only one in the floor unlike the other ones. I grabbed my keys and opened my front door, and for the first time in a while there's no one here to welcome me home. Actually, it doesn't really bother me anyways. I didn't feel welcomed in my grandparents' home either so it is doesn't make any difference. Well, at least that's what I thought it would be.

I took off my shoes and got to the bathroom to take a real quick shower. And when I got out, I washed my clothes and let them to dry, dyed my hair and decided to go to sleep. I went to the bed and covered myself with sheets, turned my phone off and closed my eyes to sleep, or that's what hoped to happen at least.

..."SAVE ME, ROSE."...

Since I came here to this place and at midnight, while trying to sleep, I hear his voice coming out of that old mirror in my room. At the beginning, I thought it is just my mind playing jokes with me because am tired or something, or maybe am starting to get some hallucination as a side effect of my miserable life. So, I decided to ignore it and not to think about it, but he does not just stop.

This keeps happening every day and I'm losing my mind and it gives me chills. I don't want to respond to that sound, because if I do, I'll fall in a madness trap that I know I won't get out of. I decided to start a fresh life and am not ready to ruin what I just started to have.

..."ROSE, ARE YOU AWAKE?"...

I still hear his voice calling my name. I don't want to do something I regret, but if I just respond this time, will he leave me alone?