Number 7

I couldn't picture this happening any other way. It's almost as though I knew this was going to happen. I could almost see it coming. The finger pointing, the evil cackles, the sobbing seniors. All the accusations that were fired my way, when the news of a body being found in CherryBeach River 5 miles from my house spread. It was madness. Every time a senior went missing the blame was put on me. The only reason being because I lived in the old abandoned mansion closest to where the bodies show up. But what if it was my body that showed up on the River bank? Who would they blame then? Becky Ross? Morgan James? No. I'll tell you who they blamed. Me. They came to the conclusion that since I supposedly murdered all the other seniors, that the guilt had finally eaten me up, that I'd decided to take my own life but frame it do it looked like the real killer had done it. Stupid people they are. Just wait until another senior goes missing, who will they blame then? Will they finally figure out the truth?

'Madison! They'll see you, what are you doing?!' Marcus whisper shouts at me from the the side of Lucas' car.

'Marcus you dumb arse! We're ghosts! They couldn't see us if we stood nude in front of them' I shout back, with a frustrated wind following my voice, causing a few of CherryBeach Highs students to shiver from the unexpected breeze.

In total there were 6 of us. 6 Seniors all killed with the same weapon, at the same place, and by the same person. There are 8 of us that know the truth. Us, the killer, and the curser. But that will all change. The killer wants to change the number of seniors to 7. Yes that means there will be 1 more victim. Who? You may ask. Well, that's what we are here to figure out. Yes, even though we are all dead now, we still walk this earth. We cannot leave until we have completed our mission; save the 7th victim.

We were assigned this mission by a higher power. And I know what y'all are thinking, but no. There is no god where we are. There is no government agency. There is only one greater than the witch that killed us. And that, is the witch that cursed us.