Seeing Eye

Chapter 2

Well this is the second chapter and before you all go ahead and head I would like to say I know I have not corrected any grammar in the novel, and I am sorry for that.

I will do so at some point but as of right now I am just posting the novel up little by little.

Hope you all enjoy and keep readying on.

OLS

Chapter; 2 (Emily)

When I woke up I didn't know where I was, all I knew was that I was in a small room with a bed and cement walls. Maybe a basement? I also knew that whatever happened last night was real. I had been kidnapped by those I feared most in my life. The dead.

I sat up in the bed I was in to look around more at everything in the room. There was a chair to the left of the bed, and the bed itself looked horrible as if it was a throw away with stains and rips along the hems and center of the bed. It was also not very soft and I could feel the springs below. The walls itself were also gross. They looked to be some dark grey but they also seemed to have mold in corners and across the room was a bookshelf with five random books. "Wonder what that's for?" I asked myself, as the door to the right of me opened and the girl named Bri came in holding what seemed to be clothes for me.

"Hello." I said a bit shaky. I was scared, what do you expect? Talking to a half body of a ghost is kind of scary, if you have never talked to one before, and this was my first time since I always ran away when I heard them trying to talk to me, so I was scared.

At first she did not say anything, and shook her head as if to clear her mind or like she was just hearing things and went back to work. She was putting the clothing in her hands neatly up on the book shelf in the room. It was like the only closet I actually had in this horribly ugly room.

"Hello." I said again, "I'm Emily. Where am I?"

This time Bri stared at me shocked. It was like she was just starting to hear voices. "H-hi." She stuttered, and then went back to work. I could tell that she was afraid, but I had no idea why. I should be the one more afraid since I was the one who had been kidnapped. But instead she was more afraid then I was or ever could be. Well except for the night before, I was more afraid then she was, but that is besides the point. Right now she is afraid of me, and it was rather weird.

I decided to try a different approach. Getting off the old bed I was on, I walked over to Bri and started to help her with the clothing she was putting on the bookshelf. Bri had stopped working when she seen me helping her, and for a while she just floated in the air holding a shirt and from what I could feel her breath as well.

I figured that this was a good time to ask my question again maybe then I could get some answer. "Where am I?" I asked putting up another shirt.

"Home," She said still staring at me.

When she said that I froze, "I'm not home," I said sadly, "This is not my home. This place could never be my home." I had this depressed sound in my voice, like I was becoming home sick, and I was. Even though it had only been a day I missed home, and my parents, and sadly I even missed being called a witch by everyone in my school. It was normal to me, and it was my life. The life I longed to have back in only one short day.

"It will be," She said taking me from my own sorrow. She said this as she put the last few pairs of pants and shirts up on the shelf, before floating away out the door, leaving it wide open for me as if welcoming me to go through it.

I didn't know what came to me then, it was just a sudden urge to walk out of the room and look around the place I was in, the place where Bri said would be my home. Slowly looking through the opened door I could see that what I was about to walk into was a hallway. A long hallway, like the ones you would see in a king's castle. Like a fairy tale.