A Ghost Perspective

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- Thomas Orion, January 14th, 2024|

The seller had finished walking around my house with a new family in tow, her annoyingly loud heels clicked on the hardwood floor, causing the noise to echo around the house and hit the walls.
I was currently in the attic, sitting on the sanded floor with my arms crossed. My body felt stiff and I couldn't move very well.

When the new family came in the mother and father were carrying sage with them and had citrine jewlery with amythist pendants. It felt like my skin was burning when they got to close to me.
They were followed by a boy about the age I was when I died, there were streaks in his hair dyed white and he had bright blue eyes that scanned the house, lingering on the corner I was forced into suspiciously.

Thinking about it now it felt different when his eyes met mine, it felt like he could see me, could hear me, could sense my feelings. I shook my head and blinked away the stupid thought. Humans can't see ghost... Right?

A high pitch voice cheered from outside the house and I glanced out the window, I had purposefully sat next to incase this happened.
The sales lady was shaking hands with the frizzy red headed woman with the most jewlery. she was mid-forties and was wearing a blue sun dress with black boots that went to her thighs. A tall brown haired man stood next to her, smiling at the enthusiastic woman next to him.

The boy from earlier was standing as far as possible behind them, his hood up and hands in his pockets. He didn't seem happy to be here or that his parents had bought the house, if they hadn't saged the place I could have helped him and driven them off but they came prepared.

I scowled and tried to get up but my body stiffined and my arms burned. Sage was still lingering in the house, drowning me out of my source of power. My head spinned and I curled into a fetal position, my spine pressed tightly to the wall.
It felt like hours before I heard the family re-enter the house, a womans' voice shouted with glee, the walls and floor shook when she jumped from how hard she hit the floor.

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For that womans petite form she was strong. I watched her carry in a whole shelf that was twice her size without anyone helping her.
Even her son seemed amazed, I watched his mouth fall open from the attic window when she walked past him with the shelf on her shoulder.

Her husband watched as she walked up the stairs, bending to the side a bit to try and catch a glimpse of under her dress, it didn't go un-noticed and his son slapped his shoulded, "Dad!"

"Hey it's nothing I haven't seen before!" The comment made me and the son gag at the same time, exept he actually threw up in the bushes.
His dad pat his back as he kept vommiting.

After a few more hours the front yard was filled with boxes and there was empty shelfs and cabnits around the inside of the house, only a few pieces of furniture had been dragged in so far. It had been one day and they didn't wait to start moving in.

I stared out the window, still trying to move my sore body. One thing about sage to ghost. it fucking hurts.
My skin felt like fire was melting me to my bones, and a pungent oder of burning filled my nostrils. My stomach tightened and and I cupped a hand over my mouth, not sure what for, but it was instinct from my living years.

"You look sick." A voice said from behind me. I immidiently snapped my head around and jumped when I saw the boy from earlier, his bright blue eyes focused on me as he pushed something on the ground further.

"H-how..." My voice caught in my throat and I noticed how much easier it felt to breathe. My eyes settled on the objects he moved forwards, there was a smoothed red rock and a small hazy, white rock pillar.

The boy cocked his head to the side and climbed the rest of the way up the stairs, pushing the objects closer to me with his foot. "I take it no ones seen you before?" He asked, stepping away from the objects. I glared at them, thinking they were more repeling relecs. "Relax, it will help you, it's a carnelian and a phantom crystal. Their said to help people like you power up."

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Ending the chapter early 'Cause I got a silent migraine and I'm running out of ideas for the moment.

See ya loves <3

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