Foreword
I always wanted to write a story, regardless how lame it is. So this time I am going to write one. And I am posting it onto my blog. Please comment on this story. I get this idea from pure imagination. Lols. This part I don’t want to make it boring so yeah, its kind of informal. Hahas >.<
Chapter 1
The thing about me is, I am not normal. I know it sounds kind of weird and unbelievable. But, its true, I can see ghost. It sounds crazy but honestly have a book no everyone can see it. It sound even unbelievable that I chance upon it in the library. The book didn’t have any ISBN number. Nor did it have any library codes or title. I was curious (yeah, that’s me) so I brought it home to read it. I shouldn’t have done that because I didn’t even scan on the borrowing machine. But nothing beeped when I stepped out of the library so I thought it is ok. Then when I reached home and settled down to read it, my mother asked me what I was doing.
“Sharon, what are you doing” she asked
“Reading, can’t you see?” I mumbled.
“All I see is that you are sitting there dazing away, go and do your homework!” she snapped.
That’s when I realised normal people can’t see this book. I waved it in front of my mother’s eyes and she is asking me what on earth am I doing. I told her I was holding a book and she asked me what was I talking about. So I found out there is no point trying to convince her any further so I quit and retreated into my room.
It didn’t take me long to comprehend the content of the book. It is about ghost. Everything about them. From what they can do to what they really are.
My whole life changed.
Chapter 2
In my school uniform, I am just a normal school girl. No one knew what I could do. There's one page in the book on spells. I thought it was kind of lame until I decided to try it out on Janica after school. Janica is a rich, bossy and irritating girl. Trying to make everyone envy her when hardly anyone is interested. I think I somehow offended her on the first day we met. Its not my fault anyway. She is the one that was crapping at me to join her 'gang' when I was like not in the least wanting to join. She forced me so in the end I got fed up and snapped at her
"Get lost! No one is interested in you and your stupid gang!"
What happened next? Who expected her tear ducts to be like water tap. Before I even finished my sentence tears were dripping from it.Her four current 'admirers' went all 'oh my gosh! how could you say that?'. I rolled my eyes as I watched Janica run out of the classroom as if she had been rejected by some super handsome boy,her four admirers was fluttering behind her like over-excited butterflys.
Since that day we became some sort of enemies and she took every chance to humilate me. For every mistake I've done, she told the entire class. Not that I really bother but I find myself wishing that she could shut up forever. But in the end I am the one that regretted . Because, I used a spell on her.
It was Friday. From the moment I opened my eyes, I had a bad feeling. I had this prediction everyday since I found the book. And most of the time it is correct.I wasn’t exactly dreading it. Neither am I really looking forward to it. I knew probably it is somehow connected to Janica. So I just went to school like nothing is going to happen.
And the whole day freaked me out.
In class, the moment I stepped into class. People are whispering my name. Then I saw it. Right on the noticeboard was a photograph taken by some idoit. It was taken behind my back. I was walking home with my cousin, 17 years old, male. And below the photograph wrote: “Sharon in love!” for a second I was stunned. I would have flustered up and go crazy and start yelling but somehow I managed to keep a cool head. I marched straight up to the noticeboard, tore down the photograph and went back to my seat as if nothing had happened. I did heard a few ‘woahs’ and ‘oh my goodness’. Then Janica, which I suspected is the one that took the photograph, sauntered up to me and sneered ( she is unsatisfied with my ‘no-response’ response)
“Woah! Who expected our dear cool Sharon have some relationship with a boy?”
Ignore
“Oh my gosh! To think that she is too ashamed to own up!”
Ignore
“The boy looked like he is 16 plus. Tell us, is he handsome?”
I spoke, the greatest mistake I made in my entire life.
“For goodness’s sake! He is my cousin!”
“Oh my gosh! Relationship with your own cousin! Heard that everyone?”she laughed.
And I commited that mistake.
In my heart, I thought of the spell I read on the mysterious book. I directed it at Janica. I did not even know what it would do to Janica. I just did it out of pure anger.
She opened her mouth to say another hurtful sentence. Nothing came out. I realised what I did to her.
Took away her voice.
And I do not know how to get it back.
Chapter 3
Burying myself in my pillow, I thought back about my day. Everything is so ridiculous. How could I, a twelve year old girl, do such a thing to someone I hardly bother? Of course no one suspected it is me who cause Janica to lose her voice. But deep inside me, the moment thought about the story and directed it at Janica, I knew something was wrong. Now, I can’t get her voice back. I do feel immensely guilty. After all, whatever the spell does, I did not thought the consequences would be that serious. Maybe I expected the spell to just tease her a bit, everyone laugh a little and forget about the whole incident. It seemed that I am wrong.
From that day onwards, I never touched that book. It was left in a corner for dust to gather. Janica transferred away and that was the last I heard from her.
Its all my fault.
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That was two years ago, the memory never left me. Nothing happened until two years later on a Sunday morning.
I woke with a start, there was a dull pain in my stomach. It was as if someone punched me harshly the night before. I thought that perhaps it was just gastric before I realise with shock that it was not just any gastric.
It was what I experienced two years ago, when I was 12, when I am still reading the book. It was the feeling that indicates today is not going to be a good day. I was horrified. I did not have those feelings for two years and now it just came back to me without warnings.
Indeed it was not a good day.
As I said, I could see ghost. But I only see one once. When I was five, I got lost in a forest near my house. Lost and confused, I crouched under a tree crying. After a while, I felt a hand on my shoulder. Surprised, my head shot up and in front of me was a lady so inhumanely beautiful that she looked like an angel. She was a bit transparent there was a whitish aura around her. At once, despite my young age, I knew she wasn’t normal. She did not say anything but beckoned me to follow. At first, I was too dazed to move. But as she disappeared beneath the tree I panicked, not wanting to be left alone. I followed her and only when I saw her pass right through a tree did I realised that she was a ghost. Transfixed, I just scampered behind her, not even bothering which direction I am going. I just could not take my eyes off her. But strangely, as I followed her longer and longer, I became sleepier and sleepier. Finally, I collapsed on the ground and fell unto a deep sleep. When I woke up, it was dawn. I heard people calling my name. I answered, and I was rescued. Till today, I never saw the ghost again. I never found out who she was, or why did she help me.
I realised that I can see ghost.
