No one knows how many crazy people are out there. Murderers,Thugs,Mass - Criminals. Besides the point the worst are people that can strike fear into you. They could be ordinary people you meet on the street whilst walking home or people who own corner shops.
I was walking home when I started to get really dizzy. I kept seeing this little girl infront of me. I don't know how old she was or what she looked like because, well she was a silouet. I kept hearing voices and murmers from all around. I fell to the floor. My cell started ringing. I managed to pick it up before the call ended.
"Hello?"
"Hey it's Kate how are you?"
"Oh Kate hi, um im fine"
"Anything new happening?"
"No not really"
"Ok, see you then"
She hung up. I haven't seen Kate in ages and I don't know why she's now called me. I got home and had some tea. I started talking to Mum.
"Hey mum?"
"Yes"
"Have you seen Kate lately?"
"Micheal, she's been dead for months"
My face went blank with fear. How has she been dead? Did I talk to a ghost?
