Cursed Spirit

It started when i was 7.

I sat,slowly rocking,playing with my tortured, half-dead dolls,the same routine every day, 'are you okay dear?' my Mum said looking up from her news paper smiling at me even though i always looked depressed 'i'm fine' i whispered,as i looked up to my Mum. She smiled looking back down to the story she was reading. Suddenly a dark shadow come up from behind her and my eyes grew wider,it took a while for me to notice 'daddy's here' i whispered slowly when i saw,my father had died years ago,he was a horrible man that had murdered a few people in his time. 'don't be silly,daddy has gone.' Mum said worriedly as she stood up,she shivered and dropped everything she was holding. She started to scream slowly loosing all energy she had,a face emerged from the shadow...it WAS my father,his face was covered in dry blood,his smile evil,all i could do was watch as my ghost father,brutally killed my Mother,he faded after she had definitely died,looking at me mischievously,leaving me beside her alone. I stood alone crying a little until minutes later my sister Ellena came in. She gasped 'what happened!?' she shouted,shocked and hurt 'Daddy' i whispered looking at the beaten bloody body that a few seconds ago,was my Mum 'w-we have to go' Ellena said,tears starting to fall,shaking,taking hold of my hand. We had a big house,our family was wealthy,so we ran down the long stairs, i saw him again just at the bottom and i stopped...he reached out and just before he could grab me Ellena shouted 'come on!' and pulled me through the door,i had seen my Dad quite a few times before as a ghost,he would only ever stare at me,sometimes slowly walk up to my face,it was scary,but this was by far the worst.

We ran to the police station and when we got in, before we told them what happened the police man asked us our names 'Ellena' Said Ellena,the man hinted for me to say mine but all i did was stare into space,'she's Georgie' Ellena said for me,the man went to go but i stopped him and took hold of his arm 'our Mother is dead,she was just horribly murdered in front of my very own eyes.' he stopped,picked up a phone and dialled 'we need people at the local mansion now,supposed murder of these children's mother.' he said mournfully 'did you see who killed her?' he then asked quietly. 'yes,it was my Father.' i said 'wha-' Ellena went to say but the look on my face stopped her. 'does your Father hurt you girls?' he asked 'he died 4 years ago.' Ellena whispered. Without warning about an hour later we were taken to a care home.

And thats how it all started,12 years later believe it or not,we moved out of the care home,Sadly we couldn't get enough money to buy a new house,so we moved back in.

'I am special,but not in a good way,i see ghosts that attract to me,they are evil but some are good,my father visits me,but keeps his distance.'

'ί aɱ sρεƈίaι,buτ ɴoτ ίɴ a gooɖ ώay,ί sεε għosτs τħεy aττરaƈτ τo ɱε,τħεy aરε ενίι buτ soɱε aરε gooɖ,ɱy faτħεર νίsίτs ɱε,buτ κεερs ħίs ɖίsτaɴƈε.'

'Georgie are you ok?' Ellena asked as she put her hand around my back because she noticed my stare 'yeah i'm fine.' i always have weird attacks where some spirits try to poses me,thats why i have never been in a relationship long,boys get freaked out when this happens,we exited the house and as soon as i stepped out i saw a spirit,i see her every day,she told me her story before,she was murdered in the forest across the road,she told me where the man was and i took care of the man for her...i killed him,because i am stronger then normal people also i am wiser and i know how to use this.

Ellena can drive,i don't want to drive incase i get distracted,spirits want to kill my especially my Father. We liked to stay in most of the time but we have to go food shopping,there are ghosts everywhere,all day,every day,whether you notice or not

That guy you saw that looked homeless

That child running to nowhere through the streets

That woman that looked at you for a good 10 seconds

Everywhere.

But don't fear...there are nice ghosts around,the bad ones just tend to find me more often thats all,my sister Ellena has made it her job to protect me,but only i can really do that,Ellena always tells me i have a bad presence,but i guess she's used to it,i mean its hard not to be a bit gloomy when you've watched your Mum be murdered.

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okay! So this is my first bit of this story....Louis and Niall will be in the next bit! Followed by the others!

Please tell me how to improve or if you like the story!

Oh and i'm thinking

'I am special,but not in a good way,i see ghosts that attract to me,they are evil but some are good,my father visits me,but keeps his distance.'

'ί aɱ sρεƈίaι,buτ ɴoτ ίɴ a gooɖ ώay,ί sεε għosτs τħεy aττરaƈτ τo ɱε,τħεy aરε ενίι buτ soɱε aરε gooɖ,ɱy faτħεર νίsίτs ɱε,buτ κεερs ħίs ɖίsτaɴƈε.'

Could be a special thing for the story? (i put it both ways incase people aren't on a device where you can read it.)