I scream and run. I try to run as fast as I can but my shirt begins to become wet from my sweat to a point where it is soaked. My heart is beating out of my chest and my mind is spinning i try to run faster without falling but I end tripping on my own feet. I drop to the ground laying there is pain while the ghost that was hovering over me moments ago has soon to approach me. "Shhhhh listen I'm here to motivate you child". I try to run but I fall right back down. "Shhhhh no need to run away, stay my dear." I look into the ghost black eyes and stare at the emptiness of its eyes. I pick myself off the floor and stand face to face with the ghost. "Who are you" I ask. "Someone you know" the ghost replies. I feel chills racing up my body and begin to step back to get away from this ghost slowly. "How do I know you". I ask trying to distract the ghost so I can slowly make a move and try to escape the situation I'm stuck in. "Heh pretty sure I don't know you" I say in a nervous voice. The ghost doesn't reply and just stares making me feel awkward. I try to plan in my head what to do but nothing comes to mind. I decide to run. Again. I look back and see a dark hallway that I will be entering in a few seconds. I look at the ghost and then look back. Then look back at the ghost again and decide to make a run for it. I begin to enter the dark hall and get lost in my direction. It's pitch black and I can't see shit. I keep on running till the ghost some how finds me and flys through the air besides me. "Who are you" I scream. I really don't care who actually the ghost is I'm just trying to get the fuck out before I get fucked by this ghost. "Martha" the ghost whispers. All sounds die down leaving it to a dead silence. "Martha?" I say while I stop in my tracks. I turn my body and face the opposite direction I was in before. I decide to do this so I can run this way to find Martha. "I am Martha" the ghost says. The second the ghost said "I am" i bolt and try to find Martha. "I am Martha I am Martha listen Jasper I was stabbed and now I am what's left of me....the second stage of life". The ghost says making its voice echo thought out the halls. "What the fuck nigga who the fuck are you nigga what the hell no you anit". I say with my ghetto voice. "I am" the ghost says back. "Oh really then when is Harry's birthday when did zayn leave and who's your daddy" I question. "February 1st nigga, March 25th 2015 stupid ass bitch and Harry Styles is my papi." I gasp and start to get scared i run in the direction Martha would be and make sure this nigga ghost anit lying. I push through doors and crawl down the stairs to find Martha in the sitting area drenched in blood. "Oh my gosh"
AUTHORS NOTE MF:
What up bitch ass mother fucking hoes it's yo bomb ass author Kanye West and I'm sorry I couldn't update at all last month I was just so busy with S+E and my birthday and camping and other shit that happened. I'll promise (yeet) that I will not let this happen again (lol) hopefully and try to update once or twice a week probably on a Wednesday or Sunday. Make sure you vote and comment and if your not aware I am starting this new thing that first people to vote, comment and read will get a shout out and a main role in the next chapter. So shoutout to MELISSA @hxrrys_babes!!! Congratulations looking forward to see who's next and yeah. ALSO comment any predictions what's gonna happen next aye. AND once I get to 200 reads I will be doing a giveaway so yeah details will be in next chapter. #YESUS NIGGA
