The Undoing of Sanity

by The Mad Otter

She see them all, the ghost of who she once was, who she is and wonders why. She wonders where her blonde hair or green eyes have gone. Why the people she loved have disappeared, the strangers she had mourned and experiencing time after time dying.

10. Chapter 10

Chapter 10

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The ghosts now more calm, less shouting as they knew she was listening. In classes rather than listening to the teacher she would spend remembering. She remembers her favourites that always made her smile. She remembers being a victorian lady, she remembers being the apple of her brother eyes and always being given piece of chocolate after his paper rounds.

She would remember so much that afterwards she would wonder why her skin was so pale, why her hair was black, why she wearing glasses.

The only class she didn't daydream was creative writing where she would write what the ghosts showed her. Currently it was the lady-in-waiting in the French courts and having to work through the politics. She would let them be heard the only way she could.