When I was your age I had an agreement with my mother: Whenever she went shopping, she left me at a bookstore or a library. Wherever we were in the world, that was our arrangement, and it made us both happy. As a result, I didn’t complain about how long it took her to shop, ever. If anything, when she came to get me, even though I loved her, I was a little sad.

They called me a bookworm when I was your age. I taught myself to read and walk at the same time so I could read more while I walked to school. My mother was always telling me I was going to ruin my eyes by reading so much but I am still the only one in my family who doesn’t need glasses — it may be I even strengthened my eyes.

I started reading so much back then because we had just moved to Maine and I had wanted us to stay in Guam. Maine seemed hard, cold and hopeless compared to the beautiful South Pacific island with warm seas and colorful fish that we had left behind. And while there was no way for me to return, in books I found doors to other worlds besides the one around me — and many other lives. Pretty soon, I was sneaking away to read, and it was because each of these books I loved felt like a present left behind for me by a stranger who somehow knew exactly how I felt.

I learned, gradually, to love Maine as much as Guam. But I read now for the same I reasons I read then — to feel less alone. But I read for more than that: Reading teaches me the answers to problems I haven’t had yet, or to problems I didn’t even know how to describe. And when I feel less alone with what troubles me, it is easier to find solutions. A book to me is like a friend, a shelter, advice, an argument with someone who cares enough to argue with me for a better answer than the one we both already have. Books aren’t just a door to another world — each book is part of a door to the whole world, a door that always has more behind it. Which is why I still can’t think of anything I’d rather do more than read.”

Yours truly,

Alexander Chee

.  "Hi, who is it?  " the voice said.

" I really think you know me, as I know you " she answered.

" I don't understand "

“look out of your window and you'll see me"

The stranger hanged up the phone. 

The girl was intrigued but also frightened so she went to the garden but forgot to close the door of the house, but she saw no one and returned.  

at home waiting for her there was the murderer who killed her.

One night their parents were at work and they couldn’t came come home before 11 p.m., then so they called the babysitter for their children.
When the baby sitter arrived at home, the two brothers were watching the TV, but she told them it was time to go to sleep bed, because it was getting late so she brought them to sleep bed.

After ten minutes, one of the two children got up because he heard strange noies. When the babysitter saw him, she became nervous and she said to told the child to go back to bed.

The children got up together at 2 a.m. because they heard strange noises for the second time. Then, they went into the living room and they found the babysitter: she was eating the body of an animal. She saw them and she started to run to catch them. They started to run and they left home. They arrived at the park when they both fell asleep.

She was adopted by her uncle, who lived in a house near the sea.

Every day she spent time on the beach for was watching the waves of the sea 

Until one day, while she was looking the sea, she seems to hear her mother’s voice 

So she was starting to walk towards slowly to the sea. Although was autumn she didn’t feel cold.

She was entering in the water more and more until her figure disappeared…

The uncles saw she didn’t return, they went to the beach where they knew they would find her. But she wasn’t there… 

They called the police who searched her for a long time 

However she has never been found... 

The man continued to follow her all the time, until Maria finally came to her grandmother and calmed down...

 Many years ago there was a child named Mafalda and she was 10 years old. 

One day she went into a toy store to buy a new doll. The seller, who was a strange and mysterious man, recommended  to her a doll with big black eyes and large red breids. The man told that her name was BloodyMary and recommended to Mafalda to never to leave her alone because something terrible could happen, but the child listened to him without much interest. 

Just arrived at home, Mafalda and BloodyMary went to the swing but after 10 minutes it came a very big rain and the child came back to the house and left the doll ALONE in the rain. In the evening Mafalda went to bed and at a certain point she heard a little voice saying: Mafaldaaaa Mafaldaaaa I’m coming up the stairssss; and the child hid herself under the covers: Mafaldaaaa Mafaldaaaa I’m opening the doorrrr, Mafaldaaaa Madaldaaaa I’m getting on the bed, Mafaldaaaa Mafaldaaaa I’m going to ………………………………… K I L L  Y O U !!!!!!!!!!!!!    

Mafalda looked around and saw her new doll, blood stained with a hammer in her hand and before the child noticed it  the doll had already hit her 7 times with the weapon and so the doll killed Mafalda just because she had left her alone.

It all started when my best friend Lily died in her sleep and only at in the morning I found out that she wasn’t breathing anymore. I was devastated and I couldn’t sleep for a while. When I fell asleep I had terrible nightmares where Lily was screaming and at night I always heard scraping sounds near the window. 

At last , one night, I remembered that when she died I forgot to open the window to let her spirit out. I immediately ran to open it while hoping that it wasn’t too late. From that moment I was able to sleep although sometimes I dreamt dead people.
There was another problem: some mornings I woke up with feet and the nightgown dirty of earth. It didn’t seem anything too strange, because I thought they were just bad dreams, until I woke up in an asylum.

At first I didn’t know why everybody was looking at me terrified with mouth and eyes open. Then I found out that they accused me of murder. After a few minutes I realised that I couldn’t remember anything of the last two weeks. But there was one thing I could hear: Lily’s voice whispering me that she was sorry. 

Here I can only hear people screaming and trying to escape from this hell.
I think I’m becoming crazy insane too.”

A total silence is made…

There was only her and her dead aunt ... they all seemed to have disappeared. 

At one point the door's room where the deceased was suddenly, shut.  Immediately the grandmother wakes woke up and said: "Who was it? Did my daughter woke up?"  

Both were scared. 

The door opens ooened and the aunt's husband, who had fallen asleep in a chair, comes came out from behind....

They were very bored because there was nothing to do or even to visit.  

So one day walking in a small path near their house, while they were gathering blackberries to make jam with their grandmother, they saw an uninhabited house with a big sign attached to the door that said "Do not enter".  

The house in fact - ACCORDING TO the people of the town - was cursed: at night you could hear strange noises and you could see strange lights and distant voices, who had entered despite the prohibition, had never returned.  

The two sisters entered;  they still didn't know how to read well.  

They entered and from that day they never returned.  

No one has ever known what happened to them.