The spirits song

Chapter one-the spirits song-nanowrimo ywp!

The wind gushed in my face As I floated across the fields,singing a song to myself.I was young as I died when I was 10 -don't know why.You've guessed it,I'm a ghost.I like to call myself a spirit.All that I want to do is sing.It takes me into a new world.The field was my home.

Life was tough being a spirit.Your never noticed,never played with.Only forgotten.Just dead.No-one knows what you are.Its properly right what they say"death is but the next greatest adventure" but then it gets boring.Like your no-one.Nothing but dirt.I had a pale green shade of spirit and that was it.When your a ghost your one color.And that's it.

Then there's stereotype.That gets on my nerves.When they see me they run.Because I'm a spirit I'm "scary" to humans.I was just a human like them a while ago.Now I'm frightening and horrible.Why?Because I'm dead.Dead means scary to humans.To me its an adventure.But not as good as the ones i used to have.

So there I was.Singing my song.Alone.In the Field.Dead.Green.Lonely.Wondering why I deserved this.I'm just nobody.Another spirit in the world.Why am I the alone one.I want to be free.Happy.And somebody...

Somebody is impossible for me to be.I just was dead.When I was alive i never had the chance to be a singer.I still do.But I cant.And I still don't know HOW I died.Why I want to know i don't know.But I wonder.A small glitter if red was in the corner of my eye.Outwardly I shaked and stared but inwardly I wanted to find out more.

I floated up to the figure of the glow.It was a ghost who looked like me.But there was something about it.Could it be?It was,the ghost of a vampire.

In my head I knew that you turned in to a ghost if you lived with sorrow.I was bullied at school every moment.I was a loner.This vampire was bullied.I could sense it...

But...he could have been abused.And he probably didn't know how HE was killed.He had a frown on his face.Then turned around and lied down to sleep.I did they same.

Love

spiro

Dear Diary,