Isabel depended on her imagination all the time . She didn't go to school and she had no friends, so she made friends with characters in her head. She would usually talk to herself but her grandmother didn't like it. Isabel experienced something bad when she was 15 years old. She was in her room talking to herself at night as usual, when she heard a voice coming from under her bed. She was curious so she looked under the bed. Unexpectedly, something dragged her head under the bed. She was scared and was screaming for help but nobody came for her.
