Some things are even more terrifying than ghosts…
When shy sophomore Kaci Lynn Richards moves to a
small town, she is nervous about the change. That is, until she befriends the
outgoing Jo and meets popular senior James Mitchell. Kaci quickly learns to
love her new life…until she begins to see the ghost of a teen girl in her new
home. The mystery girl haunts her, giving her visions that leave clues as to
who she was and how she met her violent fate. But the more she learns about the
girl, the more she finds that life in this sleepy town may not be what it
seems.
Excerpt:
As soon as I close the cabinet door,
my whole body is chilled. I shiver, turning toward the microwave to find myself
face-to-face with her. Her dark eyes
gaze into mine, her cold breath so close I can feel it on my cheeks. My heart
racing, I jump back, colliding with the counter behind me.
What
happens next is a blur. I feel a sharp pain in the back of my head and I am on
the floor. She stands over me, her tangled hair hanging down, covering parts of
her face while she stares down at me, her eyes wide and intense. I am unable to
look away from her, unable to scream or move or even breathe.
Suddenly,
she is gone and the room spins. I can finally blink, and I try to steady myself
as the room finally settles. I am still on the floor, still in my kitchen,
except it looks…different. Mom’s mixer that sits on the counter is gone.
Instead, a wine rack sits in its place, and I count nine glass bottles resting
inside of it. The walls are a dark brown color, and the lights seem dimmer.
“Aven?” I call out weakly, but the voice I hear is not my own. I try to use my
hands to push myself up off the floor, but I can’t; they are behind my back,
stuck on something.
I
twist my neck around, trying to look at them so that I can figure out how to
get them loose. That’s when I feel the shooting pain go up through my arms, and
I realize it’s because my wrists are bound together with rope and it’s cutting
off the circulation from my hands to the rest of my body. Desperately I try to
pull them apart, but the fibers of the rope dig deeper into my wrists and the
pain is unbearable, so I let them go limp behind me, giving up that fight.
Calm down, I order myself. Breathe. Don’t panic. I ignore the throbbing pain in my arms as I squirm,
inch by inch until I am in a sitting position. Looking down, I see that the red
long-sleeve shirt and jeans I had on have been replaced by a white nightgown.
The blood stains around the collar and down my sides make my heart race faster
– even more so when I realize that they’re mine.
“Help!”
I cry out, again surprised when the voice I hear is a little deeper than mine.
“Somebody please help me!”
“You’re
wasting your breath,” a deep, masculine voice says from somewhere behind me.
There is a hint of laughter in his words when he says, “There’s no one here but
you and me.”
The
voice is vaguely familiar, but I don’t have time to analyze it as a cold,
pressing fear weighs down my body. It is then that I realize that he’s right;
there’s no one here to help me and I am going to die.
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About the Author:
From the time she was old enough to talk, Katy Newton
Naas has been creating characters and telling stories. As a child, they
sometimes got her into trouble. She knew she wanted to write books when she won
a Young Author's competition as a second-grader for her short story titled,
"The Grape Pie." (Don't let its tasty title fool you - it was
actually a sad little tale!)
Katy devoured books as
a child and young adult, always doing chores and odd jobs in order to make
enough money to buy more of them. Though she continues to age, her true
literature love is and has always been children's and young adult fiction.
Katy currently teaches middle school reading and high school English in southern Illinois, as well as children's church. She graduated from Southern Illinois University-Carbondale with a bachelor's degree in English Education and a master's degree in Reading and Language Studies. She enjoys her life out in the country with her husband, her two sweet and rowdy young sons, and all her other “kids”: four dogs, three cats, and eight ducks.
Katy currently teaches middle school reading and high school English in southern Illinois, as well as children's church. She graduated from Southern Illinois University-Carbondale with a bachelor's degree in English Education and a master's degree in Reading and Language Studies. She enjoys her life out in the country with her husband, her two sweet and rowdy young sons, and all her other “kids”: four dogs, three cats, and eight ducks.
She
loves creating both realistic and futuristic stories about kids, tweens, and
teens, and feels so fortunate to get to work with them every day as a teacher.
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