'It doesn't matter how carefully or how dangerously you live your life. It doesn't matter about how much you fear death or aren't scared of it, whether you're ready or not. Everybody dies'.
Those words stayed with me, after I left my family's funeral two years ago, and now as I walk away from my parents' graves once again. Maybe now would be the best time to introduce myself. I'm Taniyama Mai, and I'm haunted. It didn't bother me as much until a week ago, when one of my many spirit stalkers pushed me down a flight of stairs. The weird thing is that every time a new spirit starts following me, they're only there for a week, then they leave. I'm fonder of the younger spirits. They don't bother me, but the older ones tend to be a little violent. When I fell, I almost tore one of my piercings.
As for what I look like I have dark brown hair, and reddish brown eyes. Just like my mom. After my parents died. I decided to let my hair grow. It now stops at my waist ( listing/180502632/valentines-special-dark-honey-blonde-wig?ref=market). I have a corset peircing on my back ( . just an example) and a tattoo that says 'Spirit' on my left shoulder. I have friends, but they're much more outgoing than me. I prefer to stay in the background. I have 4 piercings in each of my ears.
When I woke up today, I knew something felt off. I knew instantly something was going to happen. Whether it was a good or bad thing, I'd have to find out for myself. Classes went on as usual, and after school me and my friends met up at an empty classroom to tell ghost stories, something we made a habit of doing. We turned off the lights in the classroom, and we held flashlights. After one of us tells a story, we turn off our light, and the last light on is the ghost. Keiko and I had already gone, which only left Michiru.
She started her story, "Okay, this one's about the old schoolhouse," "oh the creepy old schoolhouse that's collapsing," Keiko cut in, "but it's not collapsing. It was being demolished, when all the workers suddenly quit because of a curse" as she went on telling her story, I couldn't help but feel like somebody was watching us. "Okay," I was broken from my thoughts by Keiko's voice, "One," she began, "Two" Michiru followed, "Three," I continued, "Four," a deep voice suddenly came from behind us. Immediately, Keiko screamed and Michiru yelled, "The ghost is here to murder us!" I was so frightened, I made my way to the window, ready to jump to safety, until a strong hand pulled me back.
Hey everyone! It's me! So this is the first chapter of the story, and I am really looking forward to see what you guys think about it. I know this chapter is short, but the next one will be longer! Sorry for any spelling or grammar errors you may come across reading this, but I have Microsoft Word 2013 which comes with auto correct, and somehow my words get messed up. I'll try to fix it!
See you next time!
ViolinistOfTheNight (Nastahja)