“Be quiet, what is it?” I hissed through my teeth

“look!” 

“I said be quiet- what is that?” I asked, 

I picked up what seemed to be a piece of paper with writing on it 

“Um, okay it looks like it says, ‘If you're reading this, maybe it isn't too late. This place has a terrible secret, and I need to get this guilt off my chest. all the children tested on, all the kids ‘disposed of’ by the watcher, we did it to them not Helen, I regret what I did to her, she was my child, and now all the harm we caused to her led to unbearable consequences, Give this to a staff or government official for them to see and you to get out, everyone here is in grave danger.’ Lizzy, we need to get out, now.” 

“I know! We shouldn't stay here so let's just go!” She yelled back to me, 

We managed to escape, and after a day or so we found this place. It seemed to be an abandoned hotel. We decided it was better than an alleyway and we went inside, but we were wrong, almost.

We stepped into the rotting hotel and saw the light from oil lamps shining through the floorboards above us, and immediately knew we were not alone and this place wasn't abandoned. We moved deeper into the decaying building, hoping to find a kind soul willing to help. The door behind us slammed shut, as we whipped our heads around to see what had closed the door, we were not expecting to see what stood in front of us. It was what appeared to be a young girl that looked to be about six or seven, with milky white eyes, and dark unkempt, long hair. The girl seemed to be in rags, a torn, yellowish white nightgown that fell below her knees, stained with dirt and grime, and an old, tattered red bow. But me and Lizzy didn't look much better, we weren't in rags, but we wore a Wretched tawny yellow dress and a ugly blue hair bow from the safe house, with our same flat soled shoes. We ran as fast as we could in the other direction to get away from the girl, praying to God that we wouldn’t die that night. We stopped to catch our breath, just when we thought we had gotten away the girl appeared in front of us, leaving behind a trail of mist and fog. The room seemed to get dark and dull once she got close. Elizabeth bent down behind me, shaking with fear and covering her eyes. I tried to console her, but she was just as terrified as I was. As we looked into the girl's dull soulless eyes, I managed to squeak out three measly words “who are you?” Instantly the girl disappeared, leaving behind an outline of fog where she once stood.  

The events that followed I can only describe as fear and terror, pumping through our veins. The ghost didn’t seem to show any means of hurting us, so we made a deal, if we see the ghost once more we could find somewhere else to spend the night, but . . .if the ghost leaves us to rest we can investigate in the morning and gather some more information about who the ghost is, and what she wants, so we spit in our palms and shook each others hands, mixing our spit in a promise. Well, the ghost did leave us alone but that didn't stop our terror the whole night, we barely even slept. We found an old mattress, with stains of old, and slept on that to stay warm. 

Once it was morning I was the first to wake up, I sat up first confused where I was at first but when remembered, I wished I was still asleep. Elizabeth Woke up a bit after me, still groggy with sleep but once she realized where we were she wasn't so tired.

“So, that thing left us alone right?. .” Elizabeth asked me

“Yes, so unfortunately we have to stay, we made a promise”

Me and Elizabeth left the room and saw no sign of any life, but just then the girl appeared right in front of us, Elizabeth screamed and tried to pull me away by the sleeve of my dress but the ghost protested,

“Wait, you mustn't leave me! I mean no harm!” she wailed,

The girl now looked more pitiful than scary.

“Who are you, why are you here and not wherever dead people go?” I asked the girl, voice shaky

“I want to go where the dead go but I’m trapped here, I was unaware I died until you called me a ghost! I do not know how to leave, you have to believe me, I just need help getting to where I need to be” 

The girl seemed to mean no harm so I reassured Elizabeth that we were alright, and I decided to ask the girl a few questions,

“Um, okay, may we ask for your name?”

“Oh, I don't remember my name, but a name on the bottom of a shoe, I assume I must have owned, had the name Lola written on the bottom, so I believe it's that, what is your name?” She questioned, holding out a pale– bony hand and smiling weakly.

“Oh, um my name Is Cassandra, Cassandra Carlton” I replied as I took Lola’s hand, she was cold to the touch “but you can just call me cass, and That is my sister Elizabeth behind me”

“Well I’m Happy to meet you both” she said gingerly “I get awfully lonely here, for however long I have been waiting by myself, alone”

“You poor thing! How long have you been here?” I had asked Lola, I felt pity for the girl.

“I, I don't remember. Mama just left me here one day, saying she would come back but never did, I guess I never realized I was dead.” Lola answers, sounding sad

“Cass, what year is it,” asked the ghost  

“Its nineteen twenty, why”

“Because the last date I must have written on the wall was, ‘October sixteenth, sixteen twenty one’” the girl replied 

Lola had been there for a long, long, long time, and it made me feel even worse