GHOST GIRL- CHAPTER 2
I'm asleep, and I know I am. I can tell, because it's all happening again; the running, the screaming, the endless nothingness. But tbis time, for some reason, I don't think it's going to end. I mean, I know I'm going to wake up, but I think that it will happen while I'm awake too. Will this ever end?
I'm awake now, still tired from a restless sleep, and school...wait a minute, why aren't I at school? It's the middle of the day! Why am I at home? I should be...I should remember...but I don't. I can't, and I don't know why. My memory is going. Someone is taking my soul. I walk aroud my empty house, trying to avoid all mirrors, but I forget the bathroom mirror. My face is colourless, my eyes are transparent, my expression is lifeless; the only thing left in my life with a bit of hope is my flaming red hair, in complete contrast to everythihng else. I hate my hair, it brings unwanted attention to me, even from me, and I hate that too. Or at least I think I do. I can remember my name, but I don't think I was born. I would remember being told that...well, now, no I wouldn't. I can't go back to school, it probably wouldn't hold any of my past, or help my future. The only place that I remember things in is...no, I can't go back there, I can't face the ghosts. But I have to, I have to go back.
To my dreams.
Now, I know what i'm going to do, even if I won't remember it for long. I'm making my bed, so it will be stress free- wait, screw that, nothing in my life is ever stress free. But it will be easier. I'm fluffing my pillows, hugging my favourite toys, washing myself (it always helps to be clean!), and even wearing my favourite silk pyjamas that I got when I was young- and I still fit in it. But I don't know what it will be like, what I will have to do. I am extremely nervous, more that I ever don't remember. But i've got to. I've got to. I've got to. I keep chanting that in my head while pacing the width of my bedroom, trying to build up the courage to lay down. In the end, I think, "Ugh, screw this, i'm tired. Just what I needed." So I go and lay down, and hope for the best.
I'll need it, when I start what I'm about to go through.
