We look back on it now and it makes us laugh. Our adventure, my adventure. But at the time I remember it scared the hell out of us. Ghosts trying to kill us, taking over our minds and bodies. Yeah, it was scary as hell. We still talk to them, Jake helps me with everything, Gordon and Sarah are gone and I don't cut as much anymore. Our adventure changed us so much! It started two weeks after school first started:
Joanne came over to my house two weeks after school started. We did the normal things, hung out, listened to music; but one thing we did, you would never imagine doing on a visit to your friend's house. We had a session. Not the kind like "seminars" or whatever, no, this was a channeling session. We sat in the middle of my room, in front of my mirror, with all the lights off except for the candles on my altar. My room was fairly large, so we couldn't tell if something was hiding behind my toys or books. I closed my eyes and started saying to myself: "Ik var en kou la tamari varin, Ik la velt yow venir la mandola." I remember listening to Joanne get uneasy, and I could tell she was looking at me thinking probably "what the hell is she saying?" All of a sudden, she gasped. I told her to stay calm, because nothing was going to happen. I opened my eyes and looked in the mirror. There she was. That girl. Joanne could only see her in the mirror, but I could see her standing right beside me. She was beautiful. She wore a wedding gown, torn up and bloody now, but gorgeous all the same. Her flowing black hair brought out the blue of her eyes and the paleness of her face. I asked her many questions about herself and she wouldn't answer me at first. I kept asking:
-What's your name?
No answer.
-Where do you come from?
The girl made a slight movement towards me. She looked like she was going to kneel down but then hesitated. I could see her blue eyes through the strings of her long black hair. The colour of the sky. I had never seen such beautiful eyes in my life.
-Are you going to answer me?
Suddenly, she made a quick gasp and then ran over to me. She started saying something which sounded like Greek or Latin. Was she trying to talk to me? She knelt down beside me, with a bit more gracefulness than before. You could tell she was getting less nervous by every second that passed us by. Joanne was just staring into the mirror, as that was the only place where she could see the unknown girl. The girl took a deep breath. She nodded her head, I think it was to answer my question. So I asked again:
-What is your name?
She finally answered:
-My name is Anne
-Where do you come from?
-I don't know what you would call it now. I lived in this place before it got, um, how do you say? Torn down?
-That's right. Why are you here out of all places?
-That's an odd question.
-Is it?
Anne paused. She looked like she was wondering what to say to me next. I looked at her with curious eyes and tried to make her feel at home, but you could tell that she was nervous all the same. I asked her in my mind if it was Joanne that was bothering her. She said no. I asked her if anything in the room was bothering her. She said yes there was, but she wouldn't specify.
-Let me ask this again. Why are you here of all places?
No answer.
-Answer me!
-Ok ok! I died here. In our world there's a rule.
-What's that?
-"Wherever we die, we lie" as some people say.
I thought about it for a moment. If Anne was dead, how could I see her now? How could Joanne and I be able to see someone who's been dead for who knows how long? My house has been standing for more than 60 years. If Anne says she died before it got torn down, what would that mean for us? Did we have some sort of power or something? Or was this all just a game. I took a deep breath in and said softly:
-Are you a ghost?
Anne looked at me with those beautiful blue eyes that all of a sudden started to go red. I looked at her anger building up inside her and then slowly dying down again. She got tears in her eyes and then they faded away to happiness, then to anger, then to sadness and to happiness again. I asked again:
-Are you a ghost?
Anne looked at Joanne and then looked at me again.
-Maybe I am.
A/N: Man. This is going to be so much fun to write! I've got the whole storyline planned down and this time I'm NOT going to abandon this one!! I'm planning on getting this story right! R&R please! I really want to know what you guys think about this one. It's one of my very first "long" stories and I want to know what can be improved!