Emmas

That night Brianna sat awake ,going through Emma's books and journals but nothing .She decided to go to the church to think and breathe ,hoping the holy energy would help.In the church sat Madame Martin,a french lady trafficked with other nuns to this place .She was rocking back and fourth.Madame was one of the few people who saw the bloody murder scene of miss Higgins.Poor lady must still be traumatized.Brianna went up to Madame Martin.A single touch and Madame Martin squealed,what is so frightening?

"Madame Martin,are you alright?" I asked.Clearly she wasn't ,but I still had to ask! Surprisingly she didn't deny it.She nodded persistently no, murmuring prayer after prayer

"Did you see something that night?" I asked and for a minute she froze then turned ."You heard it too right? The silence was too loud ! " She said wrapping her arms over each other and tapping each shoulder with the opposite palm.

"Yes,but I need to know what you saw."I lied.I hadn't seen anything that night.I just heard commission between Emma and Mrs Higgins,then it went quiet." I saw two Emmas." That itself made me tremble,my eyes warmed up and I felt tears forming."how?" I asked softly.

" I was on my way to give master Elijah his orange juice when I saw Mrs Higgins hitting Emma with a folded news paper .I don't want to intervene so, I walked other way, but I still looking.I saw lady Emma go into her closet and lock it.When I looked into Master Elijah's room,il dormait déjà!.so I close door ! I look away one minute,I turn ,I see another Emma .she looking at me through mirror and she smiled so scary,( she breaks into tears).Mrs Higgins is still hitting the door so who is in closet if not lady Emma? And if lady Emma in the closet who is that?."

My eyes were already balancing tears of fear.

". Evil lady Emma ,.she put her hand like this ( puts her hand out towards my chest) and puff Mrs.Higgins is blood every where" she sobs.

" I just go into my room and pack and leave! I don't want evil to follow me!" She beggins to rock herself again her hands in her hair murmuring prayer after prayer after prayer.

I just stood up and walked back to the rooms.I was too scared to switch off the lights.I ran straight to Fiona and after telling her everything we ran to Austin and Kast's room to share the story and have company.I was mortified at the thought of a demonic creature lurking in our house .....right Infront of me ...in the darkness...or behind me or even mimicking my reflection in the mirror.what if my reflection isn't my reflection? Why if my shadow isn't my shadow?what if it's that creature..I hold tight Kast's hands as I try to get rid of that image in my mind.

P.s ( * Madame Martin doesn't speak fluent English so the tenses and missing words are not wrong .it's Madame Martin's level of English fluency .She is french ,so she has an accent)

Kast was starting to regret his actions.He hoped Emma would understand.

Madame Martin was walking to the bustop waiting for the bus to anywhere as far away from the Peterson's children's home and the children themselves.

She always wondered why they would take girls from orphanages to make them nuns in this church, nobody would ever look for them if they died, they'd have nowhere else to go.Such sick people!She thought to herself, clenching her purse to her chest.

" Martin,what are you doing here this late in the night?" A man voice asked.She turned around to see Brian standing by a streetlight with a news paper in hand.

She liked Brian!He was the easy child,did as he was told,was kind,quiet and helpful.

" Oh,master Brian,I least expected you here! It's soo late at night! You will be punished,won't you?"

He just nodded his head and smiled.

" They don't care for us as much anymore Martin." He said offering her his hand."mind if I walk you thr rest of the way? It's not safe for a petite defenseless woman in these areas!" He added.

She took his arm as he took some of her luggage to help.She smiled and cupped his cheeks," I would never complain if God gave me a son like you!Such a gentleman!" She said shimming her shoulders at him.

" Mind if I ask how you came to be in the church, Dear lad."

" Father said my mother went to school one day and had me in the school bathroom.He said she didn't know she was expecting.She had never made love to a man.She was only 17!"

He said hiding the confusion in his eyes.She regretted asking so abruptly.They walked further down the street ,it was pitch black on the other end.This wasn't the road to the bustop.She looked back at Brian who had stopped walking too."Martin,who did you tell about that night?!" He demanded.

"I ...I... I told no one master Brian! Why did something bad happen?she asked leaning in to read his eyes " Brianna is dead !" He responded

She took a few steps away from him.It can't be true.What had she done .She turned to the end of the road,she wanted to run away.

She turned around to someone grabbing her arm really hard and yanking her to the ground.

She looked up,it was Emma,dark eyes and all.

She knew what was to happen ,so she just crossed her heart. " Dieu, Pardonne -moi"

All what was heard was a faint scream that sent all the birds and bats flying away.