Raising the Dead

Five Years Ago...

I was only ten. I was walking back from my friends house, and I was late home. My parents were probably worried.

The cold, chilly wind of Autumn was whipping my hair around causing me to shiver. I tightened the coat around my body, and decided to take a shortcut home. I turned quickly at the corner and into an alley, which I ran through. I had heard creepy stories about things that happened in this alley. There were beer bottles, and litter scattered along the ground, and I heard drunk men cheering from the back door of some bar along the alley. That only made me sprint faster.

After what felt like eternity, I made it out of the alley, and into the street. I felt safer on this street. I didn't know why at first. I should've been scared since there was no one on the street, just a few cars every once in a while. Then I knew what it was. The cemetery. I don't know why, but whenever I was near a cemetery I felt...at home...safe. I couldn't explain it, but it did.

I walked over to the cemetery and started looking at the graves. They were all so different, and they each had a story to them.

On intrigued me especially. It had pink flowers and cards around it. I noticed she was the same age as me when she died. Awww I thought, poor family. This may sound weird, but I felt the urge to...feel the grave. It was at an arms distance away, so I put my hand out and touched it. Immediately, I felt little, electrical sparks shooting up my arms. It wasn't painful, it was just...different. All these things started popping into my head, and I almost instantly knew what happened to the girl. She died in a car crash. She wasn't in the car, she was riding her bike when a car hit her. It was on August 9, 2010. Wait how do i know this stuff...

Suddenly the ground under the grave started to shake right before my eyes, because of my touch. What just happened??!! I screamed, and the process stopped, and everything went back to normal. I ran home, so scared I thought I would die from fright. I had to block this from my mind, never think about it again, I would pretend like it never even happened. 

Present Time

"Isabella Joan Walker, come home this instant. It is 11 o'clock and you need to come home NOW." My mother barked into the phone.

"Sorry mom, I just got carried away, me and Lily were watching a movie and-"

"Save it Isabella, I don't care why you're not home as long as you get home. Take the shortest way possible." she said, and hung up with a loud beep.

Uggghhh. I internelly moaned. Why couldn't she just pick me up. I was MUCH safer that way, but I knew she wouldn't. She's all eco-friendly and stuff, and wouldn't drive our car unless we absolutely had to. Lily's parents were already asleep, so that wouldn't work. So I just faced the facts, and decided to leave before it got any later.

Lily and I said our goodbyes, and I stepped out in the chilly November air. It prickled my skin, and gave me goosebumps, which made me shiver.

I started walking back, turning a corner taking a short cut, and I started walking briskly down an alley. This alley gave me the creeps, and it seemed oddly familiar. I finally exited the filthy alley, walking in to the street, coming to an abrupt halt. Fear took over my body, the memories were flooding back too quickly. There in front of me, was the cemetery.

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