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A young couple by the names of Jason and Natalie moved into a two-bedroom apartment, along with their dog, Max. With the exception of one bedroom, the entire apartment was fully furnished. Jason and Natalie didn’t need a two-bedroom apartment, though, but the rent was unusually cheap.

Strange things started to happen on the very first day Jason, Natalie, and Max moved in. For one thing, Max barked at something in the empty room.

“What is it, Boy?” Jason asked.

Jason looked around the room. “Max, there’s nothing here,” he said.

“I wonder what’s gotten into him,” Natalie said.

“I have no clue.”

Later on that night, Natalie had a dream where she saw a little girl with curly brunette hair. She was standing in the corner, facing the wall. A man then walked into her room. The strange man put his hands on the girl’s shoulders. Suddenly, Max came into the room and he attacked the man. Both Natalie and Jason woke up to the sound of Max growling.

“What now?” Jason asked.

The young couple went into the spare room. At first, it looked like Max was tearing something apart, even though there was nothing there. Suddenly, Max stopped. He then ran into Natalie’s arms.

The next morning, Jason and Natalie were in the kitchen, eating breakfast.

“So, what do you think is wrong with Max?” Natalie asked.

“I wish I knew,” Jason said.

“You don’t suppose Max has rabies, do you?”

“Not sure. Don’t dogs foam from the mouth if they have rabies?”

“I don’t know. I’ll look it up online later.”

Natalie then looked at her phone. “I got to get to work,” she said. “Love you.”

Natalie gave Jason a kiss and headed off to work.

While Natalie was driving to work, she was listening to the radio. The radio switched stations by itself. Natalie was no longer listening to “November Rain” by Guns and Roses. She was now listening to “Don’t Let Daddy Kiss Me” by Motörhead. Natalie kept switching radio stations, but the each radio station played the same song. Finally, she turned off the radio.

At that point, Natalie had some peace and quiet as she continued to drive to work. That is until her radio turned on by itself. The music was turned up to 11, playing “Don’t Let Daddy Kiss Me”. Needless to say, Natalie was so startled, that she almost swerved into another car! Luckily, though, she got a hold of the wheel before that happened.

Meanwhile, Jason was home with Max. All seemed calm at first. But once again, Max started to bark at something in the spare room.

“Shut up!” Jason screamed at Max.

Jason then stormed into the room.

“Get in here!” Jason yelled. Max didn’t obey. “I said get in here!”

Jason then noticed a spot on one of the walls. To Jason, it looked like the shadow of a little girl. But there was nothing casting the shadow! He then called the superintendent, Eddie Cameron. A few minutes later, Eddie arrived at Jason and Natalie’s apartment, and Jason showed Eddie the spot on the wall.

“What do you think that is?” Jason asked.

“It looks like mold,” Eddie said. “But I’m not really sure. It’s kind of taking the shape of a person. Anyway, I’m going to call a property restoration company to deal with that, but it may take a few days before they arrive.

The following Monday, while both Jason and Natalie were at work, workers from a local property restoration company were at their apartment. Because they were there, Natalie asked her mother to take care of Max for a few days.

A short time after Jason arrived home from work, and Eddie came knocking.

“Are you busy?” Eddie asked.

“No,” Jason said. “Come on in.”

Eddie entered the apartment.

“I have some good news and I have some bad news,” Eddie said. “The good news is that there is no mold or anything of the matter in that room.”

“That’s great!” Jason said. “So what’s the bad news?”

“The property restoration company may not repair the wall that they have torn down.”

“What? Why?”

“They all started to feel weak throughout the day. Then all of sudden, tools were being tossed around. They all blamed each other for it at first. But then there were power surges, some of the workers claimed that they’ve heard the voice of a little girl screaming. Eventually, they’ve had enough and walked out the door.”

“So what’s going to happen now?”

“I’ll have to find another company to repair the damage.”

“Natalie’s not going to like this. Anyway, why is there a small box on my kitchen table?”

“The workers found it behind a floorboard. I guess that since there’s no mold, the workers thought that there was no point in throwing it out. Either that or they were scared shitless.”

“Okay. Well, have a nice evening, Eddie.”

“And to you.”

Later on that evening, Jason and Natalie sat at the kitchen table.

“Should we open it?” Natalie asked, referring to the small black box.

“I think we should,” Jason said.

Jason opened the box. There were photos inside. Jason examined one of them.

“Take a look at this,” Jason said as he handed Natalie the photo.

The photo was of a little girl with curly brunette hair. She was sitting on her bed. Her face was scratched out.

“That’s her!” Natalie said. “That’s the girl in my dream.”

“What dream?” Jason asked.

“A few nights ago, I had a dream where I saw little girl in her bedroom. She was standing in the corner of her bedroom, and a man came up from behind her. Max then came into the room and attacked him. That’s the same girl who was in my dream.”

“How can you tell?

“The bedroom in the photo matched the one in my dream. Also, the girl in my dream had curly brunette hair, just like the girl in the photo.”

“So this girl had brunette, curly hair. Besides that, what did she look like exactly?”

“Not sure. I didn’t see her face.”

Natalie then went on her computer.

“Jason,” Natalie said, “I think this apartment is haunted.”

“Come on, Natalie,” Jason said. “You don’t really believe that, do you?”

“Well think about it. Max barks at nothing in the spare room. I’ve also had a dream about the little girl who’s in these old photos. Earlier today, my car radio kept playing the same song, on every single radio station.”

Natalie continued to look on her computer.

“I think I know what happened to that little girl,” Natalie said.

“What do you think happened?” Jason asked.

“The song that kept playing on my car radio is titled ‘Don’t Let Daddy Kiss Me’. Just listen to some of these lyrics: daddy comes home and she still sleeps. Waiting for the world’s worst crime. Jason, whoever this little girl was, must of have been raped by her father.”

“My god! Some people. I don’t know what to say.”

“We need to find out who this little girl was, and how she died. How long has Eddie lived in this apartment building for?”

“What are you going to tell him, that you need to find out who lived here before, because this apartment is haunted? Look, let’s just go to bed. Then we’ll figure out what to do about this situation in the morning.”

“Okay, fine!”

Later on that night, Natalie heard footsteps coming from the living room.

“Jason, wake up!” Natalie said, but Jason didn’t wake up. “You’ll sleep through anything, won’t you?”

Natalie had nothing to defend herself with, other than a book that was lying on her nightstand. So she picked up the book and slowly walked out of her bedroom. She heard footsteps coming from the spare room. Natalie slowly walked into the room. She turned on the light. But nobody was there.

Natalie was about to go back to bed, but a shadow figured emerged from one of the walls. It looked like the shadow of a little girl.

“Don’t be frightened,” The Shadow Girl said.

“You’re that little girl, aren’t you?” Natalie asked.


“I’m so sorry for what you had to go through.”

“The same thing would happen at least once a week, up until I was seven years old. That was the year Dad went to prison. Sometime later, I learned that Dad’s inmates beat him to death. But that didn’t matter. For the past twenty years, I’ve had to relive that horrible experience over and over again. At the same time, I’ve completely blocked out the experience from my mind, and I lived a normal life.”

“I don’t understand.”

“The human soul is very complicated. It can split into many facets. Your souls isn’t what keeps you alive, but it’s who you are. So your soul, or even facets of it can leave you, even if you’re still alive.”

The Shadow Girl took the form of Natalie.

“I am your need for revenge,” she said. “When you and Mom moved out of this apartment years ago, you left me behind. That is why you’ve replaced these horrible memories with false ones that were more pleasant. Dad came back from beyond the grave to continue to do horrible things to me. I couldn’t defend myself, because I was too weak. But with my newly acquired energy that I’ve taken from those workers, and with you here, I can finally get my revenge on the bastard.”

The bedroom light started to flicker and the room filled with smoke.

“He’s here,” Natalie’s Revenge said.

The smoke took the form of a monster. The monster looked like two people on lying on a bed. But the monster was completely covered in burned skin. It had no face.

Out of nowhere, there was a baseball bat on the floor. Natalie dropped her book and picked up the baseball bat. She started to beat the monster with it.

“You rotten little bastard!” Natalie screamed as she kept beating the monster over and over again. “You will never hurt me again! Burn in Hell!”

Jason then entered the room. “Honey, what’s on the go?” he asked.

The monster disappeared, so did the baseball bat that Natalie had in her hands.

Natalie took a deep breath. “I’m fine now,” she said.

“Are you sure?” Jason asked. “Because you were just swinging at the air, screaming, you rotten little bastard. You’ll never hurt me again. Burn in Hell.”

“Yeah. I’m sure.”

Natalie was about to walk out of the room.

“No, I’m not fine,” Natalie said. “Jason, this is where it all happened. This room was where…. At least once a week, Dad used to….do things to me up until I was seven years old. I’ve basically blocked out the memories. That is until now.”

Natalie then collapsed into Jason’s arms, crying.

“How could he do that to me?” Natalie asked.

Natalie cried the whole night. Jason did his best to comfort Natalie from bringing her coffee, to holding her in his arms. It wasn’t until sunrise when Jason and Natalie finally slept. Jason got out of bed at around 6:00 in the evening, while Natalie stayed.

“What would you like for supper?” Jason asked.

“I’m not hungry,” Natalie said.

“Well, I’m thinking about making pasta. I’ll make enough for the both of us in case you change your mind. Oh, I almost forgot. I’m gonna pick up Max tomorrow after work.”

Natalie stayed in bed for the rest of the night.

The following morning, Jason went to work, while Natalie stayed in bed. It wasn’t until a few hours later that Natalie had decided to get up for the day. She spent the rest of the day looking up articles and videos about child sexual abuse. That’s when Natalie made a Youtube video, using her phone.

“This is very hard to say,” Natalie said to the camera. “For years, I’ve blocked out horrible memories of my childhood. But recently, those memories have come back, and I’m making this video to not only help myself, but to help others.”

Natalie told her story about her childhood.

“That’s my story,” Natalie said. “Even though my father is dead, he still doesn’t deserve my forgiveness. But maybe I should forgive him some day for my own well-being.”


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