Maybe it happened a in the 1900s, maybe it happened 4 years ago. I didn't really know, but when my best friend told me, I thought she was joking.
      Two years ago, me and Sage, my best friend, moved into this cute, tiny house. We didn't know how old it was, when it was built or the person who lived in it before us.
      All we knew was that it's fully furnished, we should never go in the basement, and we only have to pay 400 dollars a month. Sage picked the room with this cute rose and skull mirror that hung on the wall. I picked the one near the living room, so I didn't wake her in the mornings.
     Last night I got a call from Sage saying her and her boyfriend got into a fist fight. I wasn't too worried because, she could hold her own... And he was a pathetic excuse of a "fighter".
      When I got home he was gone and Sage was rocking back and forth on the couch saying she's been living with a dead person. I asked what was wrong "t-there's a skeleton in that mirror" is what she stuttered to me.
       We only had two mirrors one in my room and one in hers. Though I knew she was talking about hers, for she refuses to go in my room when I'm not home.
       I started to her room, opened her door and right there across the room were shards of glass; and a human skeleton...
       That all happened last week. When we told the police, they took a look and sure enough it was real. It turned out underneath our floor, in our basement, were a bunch of dead bodies.
       People that have gone missing for 5 to 10 years. The basement door was hard to find. The stairs for the basement were in my closet, but the part that freaked me out even more, was the fact there was a footage record.
       The police thought it best to show us the said footage and in every single tape, something would come out of my closet; watch me sleep and play with my hair... It was waiting to take my life and then Sage's life.
       It's flesh was rotting away and you could see it's bones, but no blood ever, dripped down. That's all we could see of it, until the last footage...  It snapped it's head to the camera and sighed to it saying... It will find me... It will hunt me down... Rip me limb for limb...And eat my insides...
       Not once did it say Sage and I it was just me... No one else like I was it's prime target. It didn't care for Sage, but why?

        "Miss... Your friend, Sage, has been dead for five years..she died in a car crash... I'm sorry for your loss.. "

       Oh, that's why... Hehe... I've gone off the deep end. The tape seemed like it paused until the creatures black beady eyes met mine. No, it turned its head until it was facing me. Then spoke in a deep raspy voice.

     I'll see you soon...