A few months ago, Sandra and Vinyl moved into 55 oak street, the street had very little houses on it, and usually the houses were broken down and nopony wanted to live there. But at the top of all these broken down houses, was this one perfect house, it wasnt that big, or that small, infact it was about normal height for a house, but it just seemed bigger then everything else, like something was making it bigger. Vinyls room was about 2 or so hallways length away from the young filly Sandras room, there was also this vacant room next to hers, whenever she looked out of her door the dark, cold and lonely room was always in her sight immediatly, there was nothing inside it, and it looked like no one had ever been inside of it, but it felt like there was a presence there, like something was moving in there or something was just...there.
After a month of them settling in, some strange things started happening, weird sounds in the middle of the night, and weird voices whispering, it was coming from the room, each night the voices and sounds got louder, Vinyl was fast asleep and was to far away from the room to hear them. One night, after a month of these weird voices and sounds, something came out of the room, it walked down the hallway and went downstairs, it slowly walked down, until it got to the very last step, and it didnt go all the way down, it just stayed there, or atleast she didnt hear it go to the bottom.
The sounds and voices stopped for a week, Sandra was thinking about telling Vinyl what had been happening, but she knew that Vinyl would just think she was hearing things or had a bad dream, but this wasnt a dream, it was all to realistic. The voices came back a month later, this time they werent whispers, they were full on speaking normally, they were talking in a different and weird language, none that she had heard before, it was like an alien talking, but it still sounded like a pony, like a real thing was talking but just in a different language. The voices and sounds were all creepy and scary, but they only seemed to happen at night, in the day there was no indication of any change in the room at all, it was all just normal and just the way it was before.
It was another month of voices and sounds before Sandra decided that this was the night that she stood out in the middle of the night and went to look into the room. The voices and sounds started, the same as every other night, so after 10 minutes of building up the courage, she slowly opened her door, the room had nothing in it, but the voices were still there, the room was all dark, cold and lonely just as before, it was like what it was at day time, but at night. The day after, the filly woke up in different clothes then she wore when she was in bed, and she had a terribly drawn cutie mark on her flank, it looked like a bunch of scribbles, but probably meant something.
Someone moved in, me and Vinyl went to go meet them, but they werent there, even though they had just got in, they werent there, we heard them talking though, but when looking through the window, nopony was there. They didnt do anything, sometimes they yelled, but only rarely, it seemed like they were ghosts, but talking ghosts. Vinyl started getting suspicious, i think she to started to hear them, as they were getting louder each night. Last week, Vinyl started making weird music, it didnt sound like anything she had heard before, and it was quite loud, i wondered why Vinyl had started making this weird music in the first place.
The weird things hadnt done much for the past month, they just talked and made noises at night, it seemed like they were completely oblivious that there were people in the house. The date was april 15th, 2004, it was a more darker then usual night, and the things werent talking anymore, it was really unusual not hearing them, it actually made her unsettled, *CRASH* a loud crashing sound like a plate smashing the ground could be heard from downstairs, a sudden scream happened that slowly faded and turned into heavy breathing and muffled screaming. There was heavy footsteps coming up the stairs, it was like he was dragging someone with him, or her, he slowly walked past the creaky corriders, the footsteps were getting louder, he was coming, he was coming to her room. Sandra started to panic, she tried to think of a place to hide, or a place to go, but there was nowhere to hide, everywhere was easy for her to be found, the footsteps still got closer, and closer, and louder, and louder.
He stopped at the door, and threw the body into the room, he slowly opened the door, and walked towards me, i held my breath, waiting for my impending doom, but the figure walked back out, and threw what sounded like a peice of paper on the ground, and closed the door, returning to the room.
The date was now april 25th, 2004, it was a warm evening, the sun was slowly going down, and the moon rising, Vinyl was still making her music, i rarely ever talked to her anymore, we didnt talk much, we didnt have much to talk about, either. Another dark night, and Sandra laid in bed once more, Vinyl kissed her on the forehead and said "Goodnight, Sandra" Vinyl then left the room, leaving me alone once again in my dark room. Tonight, there was also no voices this time, no sounds or voices have been coming from the room lately, it was like nopony was there anymore, i was lonely now, just me and my thoughts. It was now june 6th, 2004, i decided to step into the room, i no longer felt a prescence there, just me, i think they did leave.
It was night, for the first time since april, someone stepped out of the room, he opened my door again, he grabbed me, and i didnt open my eyes or move, he took me to the room, and dropped me in the corner, and left, i opened my eyes, there was a body, a tormented, bloody, broken body, i shuddered at the sight of it, could it have been the same mare? after a hour or so, the colt came back in, she had saw a glimpse of him, so she knew he was a colt. He closed the door behind him, and walked up to me, he chained my hoofs to the wall, and shook me, i didnt want to open my eyes, but i did.it was to dark to see him, he just whispered to me "how did you get here?" he looked like the same person who brought me here, so i dont know why he asked me that, but i didnt respond, i just looked at him terrified and confused.
He turned on a flashlight, and put it under his jaw, reaveling his full face, he looked blood stained, and beat up a bit, but still looked creepy and not welcoming at all, "Whats your name, filly?" Sandra was a bit hesitant to tell him, but it didnt really matter anyway, "S-sandra." "Your scared, arent you, Sandra?" He didnt wait for an answer, and just walked into a closet on the right corner of the room, he when far into it, and dugg out a silver non-used knife, and placed it down in the middle of the room.
Sandra started panicing, starting to breath heavier, her vision was starting to fade in the dark room, the colt had dissapeared now, and she was left there to slowly pass out. The fillys eyes slowly awakened, she saw her old freinds there, scootaloo, applebloom and sweetie bell. They were playing on a field, sandra slowly got up and ran towards her freinds, they were laying on the field, looking at the sunset in the distance. Sandra didnt know how she got here, but she just layed next to her freinds, she remembered laying here 2 years ago, this was the only thing she remembered from being in ponyville, she was very young then so it was usual for that sort of thing to happen.
Her freinds were quiet, they didnt say anything, they just layed there and watched the sun slowly set. Suddenly, a loud sound was emerging from far away, it sounded like an airplane, and it was getting closer. The airplane was now in sight, and everypony got up to look at it, it droped something down to the ground, it was to far away for her to tell what it was, but when it hit the ground, a massive shockwave came out of it, and a loud explosion sound came out of it, all of her freinds jumped to the ground, and so did she.
She woke up, it was morning, she was back in her bed and everything looked normal. It has been a month since that experiance, it felt so real, but it could've been a dream, she did wake up her bed after, but its still possible it was real. One night, it was about midnight and it was pretty cold because it was winter, she could hear vinyl coming up the stairs, and for some reason, turning to go to sandras room. Usually vinyl wasnt up this late, and would just go to bed if she was up this late, but it was obvious vinyl was coming to sandras room, she could tell from the clops of her hard hooves hitting the ground on the cold wooden floor, getting ever closer to her room.
The door handle was pushed down, and she entered the room, she standed behind her bed, breathing heavily into her neck, she standed there for an hour. The filly evantually fell asleep, but woke up the next morning with a knife on the floor, and blood next to it.
Sandra was starting to worry about vinyl, she never spoke and just stayed in her room all day, sometimes going downstairs for something to eat, it was weird having her so distant. Each night, vinyl would come into sandras room and stand behind her with a knife in hand, sandra didnt get scared easily, but having her mother stand behind her with a knife in hand was pretty terrifying. Another family moved in today, i made freinds with there kids, and we played at the park a few minutes away. The park was perfectly good, nothing was broken or wrecked, it wasnt what i expected, but its nice anyway. The date was september the sixth, 2004, it was eight PM, and i was about to go to bed, when i heard a big bang coming from vinyls room, i ran to her room, and opened the door, nopony was there, but i could hear talking.
I closed the door and ran to the neighbours house, i knocked the door, the door opened, creeking loudly, but nopony was there to answer. I ran inside, and yelled "HELLO? ANYPONY THERE?" no answer, i ran up the stairs and nopony was in there rooms, i ran back outside, and took a moment to take a breath at the park. The park was quiet, and it was cold, i felt lonely and scared, i felt like everypony was tore away from me, but they were still there at the same time. I heard running coming from the other direction, and i saw vinyl, i was so glad to see her, but had no time to talk to her, she picked me up and ran in the wrong direction from the house, i asked why, and she didnt respond.
I woke up, in the room, vinyl was infront of me with a knife in hand, it reminded me of the nights she standed behind me while i was in bed. I was chained to the wall, and i felt a cold object run through my body, nopony was there, "V-vinyl?" vinyl wasnt there. The face of a crazed pony appeared infront of her as the knife was jabbed directly through the fillys body, she froze, and felt the life being slowly sucked out of her, until her eyes closed, and she felt nothing.
It was september eighth, 2004, atleast, that was what it said on the gravestone. Vinyl was standing infront of the gravestone, and put a flower on the dirt were sandra lay deep beneath the earth. The date was october 12th, 2011, vinyl sat in the chair and looked out the window, a fague shadow of a filly was there, looking up into the window vinyl was looking out of, and dissapeared.
"Here lies sandra scratch, who commited suicide september eighth, 2004. She
will be dearly missed, and we wish the best for her in the afterlife, and the best
for her carer, vinyl."
