When I was walking with Rose heading home we came across one of the most beautiful dresses you have ever seen. It was black with an open v neck, which had a gentle silver sparkle pattern, the sleeves at ¾ length, and the dress went down to mid calf with a slit starting at mid thigh.
“Wow I would do anything to get that dress for the prom.” Said Rose.
“Ya, I would give a whole year’s allowance to get that dress. But I have to get home before my mom starts to interrogate me on where I’ve been. But I will see you tomorrow on our way to school ‘kay.” I started to make my way towards my house.
“O.K., see you later then.” Rose shouted after me rushing off to her home.
When Rose was leaving to go up her road, she started to think about that dress again. She was trying to think of a way to convince her mom to buy her that dress. Maybe she could do extra chores, or how about baby-sitting until she moves out. No she though. That would never work. Mom would never buy it.
“Man, I would even give my soul to the devil to get that dress”. She stated aloud.
Then out of nowhere she heard voices, strange voices unlike anything she has ever heard. They were raspy and noisy, like the devil’s tongue. As fast as the noise came, the noise left.
When Rose arrived at her house she went straight up stairs into her room. Then she saw the dress lying on her bed. At first she thought this was a joke. But when she felt it and tried it on she knew it was real. She did not know how it got there, but she didn’t care, all she cared about was that she was going to be the prettiest girl at the prom.
“Now all I need is a boyfriend then I am set.” Rose giggled.
Then the same noise from before came again. Except the voices were laughing a hysterical, dark, and menacing laugh.
“STOP IT!!!” she shouted. But it still came. ”PLEASE” Rose cried.
Then it just stopped. All of a suddenly her bedroom door slammed shut. Rose got scared; she didn’t know what to do. She started to panic. Should I go out, or should I stay here in my room. She started to breath in and out very fast.
“What am I going to do? What am I going to do!?!”
Bravely she opened the door a crack, looked through it. She saw nothing extraordinary. She opened it even more and walked out. She went down stairs to call her mom to tell her what had happened, but then decided not to. Thankfully her mom came through the door at that moment.
That night Rose couldn’t get to sleep. She kept thinking about what had happened that day. The talking and laughing kept playing in her head over and over again. She was scared, and worried, she didn’t know what to do. Then when she looked in her closet she saw two beady yellow eyes. She tried to scream but couldn’t. Then the eyes left. Eventually she shut her eyes and went to sleep.
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The next night was the night of the prom. Rose and I were so excited to go. I had the hottest boy in the school. Unfortunately Rose had no date, but she had that beautiful dress. When we arrived at the school, Rose and I went right in. Rose took a seat near the back wall to wait for someone to ask her to dance. Half way through the dance nobody had asked her to dance. She got very lonely and a little upset. Then a boy she had never seen be for, asked her to dance. So she got up and walked to the dance floor with him. When the slow song came on, they stared to dance close, very close, so close that Rose could feel his breath tickle against her ear.
“I know what you did, and it was sweet of you to add to my collection.” he said moving his hand through her hair.
“What are you talking about?” she asked confused.
“You sold your soul…. to me…… to get that dress,” he stated smiling.
Rose lifted her head off his shoulder, and looked at him straight in the eyes. There she saw the two eyes that she saw last night. His skin was beginning to get hotter. His hair went from dark brown, to black. That’s when she headed for the door. When she went out, she ran as fast as she could, kicking off her high heels as she went. But whenever she turned, she saw he was right behind her. When she reached her house she ran in to her room. Locked the door, took off her outfit, then cut it too pieces. She quickly unlocked the door and ran to the bathroom with all the shreds of clothing. When she turned she saw the devil.
“I am going to get your soul some time, Rose,” he sang.
Rose slammed the door, ran to the toilet and flushed the rags that were once an outfit. Rose waited a while her heart pounding, about to burst from her chest. She heard the door open down stairs. Her heart went faster and faster, until she heard he mother’s voice. She knew she was safe. At least for now.
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Later on that night, when Rose’s mother went into her room she dropped to her knees and started to cry, for what she saw was the dead body of Rose. Rose was very pale with the veins sticking out of her body. Her month in an oval shape as if she was trying to scream for help. She was lying flat on her back, so flat that there was an indentation in the mattress. Her eyes were staring at the ceiling, where there was a hole.
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A couple of years later the house was said to have to burned down, and when the fire was put it out they saw a black hole said to lead to the underworld. It is said that when you walk near the hole at midnight you can see the specter of Rose walking in the dress that made her fate.
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