INITIAL STORY BY SHELLEY

After what felt like forever, I heard the door to my room open and a little girl called out from the other room. “Hey. Mommy.” She 1said from inside my room. “I’m Hannah.” 2
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STORY #1 (25 tweets, 7 participants)

After what felt like forever, I heard the door to my room open and a little girl called out from the other room. “Hey. Mommy.” She 1said from inside my room. “I’m Hannah.” 2 She walked towards a chair with the tips of her toes gliding across the hardwood floor. "I'm sorry, but I'm not your mother." 3Hannah was still in the middle of the room, and she started to cry. I looked at her, and she stood up in surprise, before 4turning away. I looked back at her. She was gone. 5 This was the third time this month that I was haunted by this little girl. Somehow, she was thinking that I was her mother, and 6 every time I told her the truth she got upset and disappeared --only to come back again. 7 I've been talking a new medication for my anxiety - perhaps it was making me have visions? I went back to the my psych and told 8 about Hannah. He look at me, blank-faced, and said "Jodie, Hannah has been dead for 4 years" we've been through this many times 9 You need to move on ... WHAT!? don't know what he was talking about 10 These "visions" were real. Hannah kept coming. What would it take to convince him? I left the office and drove 11off. As I pulled out of my driveway I saw someone in the backseat. 12 IT WAS HANNAH. 13 I slammed on the brakes. Her face seemed pleased. She smiled and said 14'Hello'. I was not afraid of her. 15 disappear again. But this time she wouldn't. She just sat in the back seat, staring back. Utter silence. 16I sat for what felt like 10 minutes or so, and she turned her head at me. I was frozen. Confused I looked up. She was standing 17almost closer to me. 18 almost. I could feel her lack of breathing, soundless and heavy. her eyes were dank seaweed. her blue lips cracked & brittle over her white19 white teeth. 20She stood and stared. I blinked and she was gone. I started to feel a bit uneasy. I had no idea what to do. I reached for 21my phone. I had a text message. I read it. 'HANNIE'. 22 -Don't forget to pick up milk on your way home -It was the bell that rang me back into reality but a haunting scent lingered.. 23.......... I called out 'Hannah?'. I noticed that she was knocking again. 'Hannah I know you're there' I said 24 Damm I forgot the milk but I thought I'd grab it on way over but seems she hd different ideas.. 25

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STORY #2 (23 tweets, 7 participants)

After what felt like forever, I heard the door to my room open and a little girl called out from the other room. “Hey. Mommy.” She 1said from inside my room. “I’m Hannah.” 2 She walked towards a chair with the tips of her toes gliding across the hardwood floor. "I'm sorry, but I'm not your mother." 3Hannah was still in the middle of the room, and she started to cry. I looked at her, and she stood up in surprise, before 4turning away. I looked back at her. She was gone. 5 This was the third time this month that I was haunted by this little girl. Somehow, she was thinking that I was her mother, and 6 every time I told her the truth she got upset and disappeared --only to come back again. 7 I've been talking a new medication for my anxiety - perhaps it was making me have visions? I went back to the my psych and told 8 about Hannah. He look at me, blank-faced, and said "Jodie, Hannah has been dead for 4 years" we've been through this many times 9 You need to move on ... WHAT!? don't know what he was talking about 10 These "visions" were real. Hannah kept coming. What would it take to convince him? I left the office and drove 11off. As I pulled out of my driveway I saw someone in the backseat. 12 IT WAS HANNAH. 13 I slammed on the brakes. Her face seemed pleased. She smiled and said 14'Hello'. I was not afraid of her. 15 disappear again. But this time she wouldn't. She just sat in the back seat, staring back. Utter silence. 16I sat for what felt like 10 minutes or so, and she turned her head at me. I was frozen. Confused I looked up. She was standing 17almost closer to me. 18 almost. I could feel her lack of breathing, soundless and heavy. her eyes were dank seaweed. her blue lips cracked & brittle over her white19 white teeth. 20She stood and stared. I blinked and she was gone. I started to feel a bit uneasy. I had no idea what to do. I reached for 21my phone. I had a text message. I read it. 'HANNIE'. 22 'HANNIE' was my unborn child, who never had the chance to see the world 23

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