I woke up my innate sense of time telling me I had been sleeping for a month. For some reason the only thing about this that bothered me
was that I had missed New Years. I had the weirdest feeling of not feeling hungry but the feeling the need for food. This made sense I had
passed out because I was emotionally exhausted everyone knows foods can feed the soul. I made my way out of the library grabbing a book
off a shelf as I neared the door. I checked it out myself at the desk so the alarms wouldn't sound and I headed out. I wasn't scared anymore I
had survived a year and had slept defenseless for a whole month and did not have a scratch. Nothing was going to hurt me i don't know why i
had been so scared. i made my way around town familiarizing myself with the town and snatching a chocolate bar as a snack. before i knew it
it was dark out and i decided to sleep in a grassy field where i drifted off to sleep. "larissa, larissa!" an unfamiliar voice called for me in my
sleep. "larissa!" it sounded like it was calling me like i was supposed to go to them. SNAP! i jolted awake. "who's there?" i called out to the
darkness. i realized suddenly that i couldn't see the stars and then a sense of dread. the same feeling i had had when i awoke. feeling of
helplessness and overwhelming fear. "hello." a figure stepped out of the darkness a man the same man i had seen before. "what do you want
with me! Why do you keep following me?" i screamed i was starting to get scared was he some kind of killer? "i want to help you." i was taken
by surprise "what?" what did he mean. "i know you must be confused and maybe even a little scared but i am here to help. his voice was calm
but a menacing tone was laced in ever so nonchalant. "why would you want to do that?" my fear was still present and i was on high guard.
"because my dear child, i understand what you are going through. you see, i am just like you." dropped my guard. i didnt know what to
think. "is that why you can see me?" i said in a childlike voice. "yes. you and i are spirits." he said it slowly as if explaining something to a
child. "like a ghost?" i asked. "almost, but the difference is you and i, we have been brought back to life." "so why can't people see me?" i
sounded pitiful my spirits dropping as i realized just how ignorant i had been and still was. "oh, they can. or will anyway. that's why i'm here.
to be seen you need to be believed in and i can help you be believed in but there is something you must help me with first." i knew i
shouldn't. i felt in my gut that this was a bad idea but at that moment i was so scared and i felt so alone. i just wanted someone to see me.
"okay, what do i have to do?" he smiled menacingly and started to explain.
pretty good if i do say so myself. sorry if the chapters are a little smooshed but i'm actually copy+pasting it from my quotev account so the formatting is iffy. anyway please comment and review. What do you think pitch wants?