Spirited Dancer

Prologue. The Town

So this was an idea that tshaughnessy182 had, he is a very good writer and I like the dedication that he has towards his books, we both hope you like this idea as much as we did writing it. I also dedicate this to two very special people who holds a dear place in my heart. Daryl, if you are reading this or will read it. Daryl I miss talking to you and I am so honoured to have been a small part of The Woman In The Wall's success. Simon, it was an honour to be a background extra giving life to The Woman In The Wall even though it was a small show, it was a privilege. tshaughnessy182 , you are such a great writer and wish you every success with your writing. Hope you all love this

There was a town, a town that had a story. Stories are a fragment of imagination of course but history?. History is one thing that can never be erased no matter what decision is made. History, a pile of information that can be based on a person. A small town has a history. That is the history you the reader will see. The people in the town were friendly, everyone knew each other. It was the typical thing, everyone knowing everybody.

But two girls were like venom to the rest of the citizens, their names were whispered very quietly as if saying their names could send shivers down spines. Eighteen year old Ameera and sixteen year old Kara. A past never spoken about, these two girls were ignored by all the citizens when they walked back. Poor things. Most thought about those poor girls who only knew each other, but not a lot had pity on them.

There was only one school that the two attended. And most of the students in their class were very wary of the two. The bell had just rung to signal the end of the day and most students had left. The two had their bags packed, also ready to leave the classroom when a shout of their names caused them to turn.

"Miss O'Neill. I need you to leave, please. Your sister needs to stay here, if you could please." A voice asked. The two girls saw a middle aged woman walk up to them. She looked up and down at both girls and a tight smile formed on her face. Ameera stood with her hands behind her back, a confused look in her eyes, she had forgotten to do the work that was due to looking after her sister.  The eighteen year old girl followed her sister with her eyes giving a subtle nod to her sister to leave. She saw the door close when the teacher exited the room after her sister. The girl looked towards the door with a sigh, rolling her eyes slightly as she picked up the chalk from the table.

"Here I am in a classroom with a piece of chalk. Books that have to be put away and an assignment that is a week overdue." The girl mumbled under her breath and placed the chalk in the drawer. She began to pick up the books from the various tables in the classroom. Then all of a sudden she heard it, how could she not hear it?. It was the sound of wind whooshing through the classroom

Ameera turned her head towards the window and a look of confusion appeared on her face as she walked towards the window, closing it with a heavy sigh. The whooshing sound was heard again. The girl rolled her eyes as a laugh escaped from her mouth, she was confused by the whole thing but it was quite amusing for her to see the window she had closed had opened somehow.

"Kara, enough of this." Ameera says out loud to the empty classroom, pursing her lips together. After closing the window again she walked back to the desk she had been sat at and grabbed the book she had to write a different ending from inside of her book and placed her notebook on the desk with a look of concentration as she began to flick through the pages of the book, a hand resting on her cheek, her eyes scanning through the words of the book.

She felt something flicker behind her. Ameera turned around in her chair to see a single bulb in the corner of the classroom begin to flicker. This made a pit form into her stomach so she turned her back and let her gaze fall on her notebook as she picked up her pen from the side of her desk. Then a second later, the flickering noise returned. This caused her to turn her head back around but the back row lights that had been flickering were now off, even the one in the corner.