Melanie's P.O.V:
"Oh my God," I said putting my hand to my mouth. I removed it and put my arm down besides me, "she looks just like me."
"I'm sorry, but I don't know who this Melanie is. I'm Mrs Hale, can you tell me where the old library is?"
"Sure, it's this way." Matt said walking past me.
"Wait!" I shouted, Mrs Hale turned her head around as if she heard me. "Who is she?" I asked myself, I heard a voice behind me. I turned around, there was a small boy. "Hello," I said kneeling down in front of him. "You have no idea who I am do you? You probably can't see me," I stood up. I grabbed a pen and wrote on a piece of paper. A teacher walked through the young boy, I dropped the pen and paper. "You're dead, aren't you?"
YOU ARE READING
The day I died
Mystery / ThrillerI died, I know I did. I'm a ghost, but why am I walking around? Breathing, eating. I have to find out what is going on. I have to remember the day I died.
