Note: True story about my mother, grandmother and me here. Once again just a shortie.
I loved walking through the halls of the creepy temple Death calls a home! What I didn't like was seeing various spirits.
My mother, grandmother and I have always been able to see and sense spirits. It isn't as cool as it sounds, more annoying than anything. But it became worse when I was brought here with death. I can actually communicate with them now.
Like right now I watch as a little kid sat on the floor playing with the lace on her frilly dress. When she turns I see blood running down her sad face before she faded away.
"Still not used to it?" Death spoke from behind me.
Of course I wasn't used to it. Not seeing them so clearly, I was used to hearing them or sensing them with the occasional quick sighting. Nothing dramatic at all considering I grew up in between two cemetaries on a haunted curve!
"N-no, I just... I usually just see shadows or quick glances. I can't get used to this..."
Bloody children, men with body parts missing, women with missing eyes and such... I just couldn't get used to such things so quickly.
Death placed a comforting hand on my shoulder, "Try actually talking to them as if they were just another human being. Act as if they are as normal as possible. It helps."
I nodded to the horseman and turned back around only to jump when I saw the child standing directly in front of me. Just like before, she was covered in blood. Her fluffy pink dress was tattered and her bare feet were covered in blood and scrapes. Blonde hair was up in messy and uneven pigtails and her face was pouty but held great curiosity.
Death put a hand on my back again and gently pushed me forward, "Her name is Bethany. Bethany, this is my charge."
"She's pretty!" A childish voice echoed but the little girl's mouth didn't move.
...
I watched as she made an attempt to speak with the spirit. Some would lose their way and end up here with me. I didn't mind and would occasionally make an attempt to help them find their way. The ones that would tend to linger did know what privacy was, thankfully.
So I left her with the child considering she was completely harmless and went about my business.