Unnhh... where am I?What am I doing here?
"Antonio! Antonio! Somebody wants to see you!"
I hear a voice coming from behind. I can sense that there are very many people around. I opened my eyes.The scene was a bit blurry, but I know I've been here before. I have dreamed of this moment for two times already. My head still hurts though.
"Antonio! Antonio!"
somebody tapped me on my right shoulder from behind. I know he's tall and he's gonna disappear later.
"Somebody wants to see you, Mr. Villanueva. She's right behind you."
Okay. I turned around, but when I turned around, expecting to see everyone disappear, the lights went off.
Everything went silent for minutes. I can't see anything. then,
"As...."
I can feel something grabbing my shoulder.
"kaa......"
I woke up to see that I'm in my room, with the electricity down.
and on top of me was....
....It.
It let out a deafening screech that made me crawl to the other corner of my room. My spine was tingling like bell chimes. My hairs all straightened up as I looked at the room only to see the ghost staring at me.
It was drawing closer and closer, walking as if it's right knee has been dislocated.
I closed my eyes because of the fear. I wanted to run but my body can't. I wanted to scream but my mouth can't. I'm helpless.
But... I saw my guitar just hands reach near the window.
And I... I'm recalling... something... ugh.... It was... professor zimilan....
"You might want to play a song later, Antonio." I can remember what professor has told me.
Wait... that's it.
I grabbed the guitar and started playing "Sorceress Elise" , the greatest melody that I have ever heard on a guitar play. I closed my eyes and started to play, even if I knew it's still going for it, but slowly. I just looked at my guitar and continued playing. God, I hope professor is right or I may just be composing my own funeral song. Aagh, Why would I have to play in the first place?
But I noticed something. It seemed that it stopped walking towards me. I stopped playing and looked at it.
It was the most beautfiul woman that I have ever seen.
Wearing a pink Yu'kata, her legs looked like it was okay now. She's so fair , and beautiful with black , wavy hair and with the marvelous black eyes...
I was stunned. Am I seeing a ghost, or an angel?
I played on the guitar while looking at her, trying to serenade her as the professor said.
She smiled and walked a little closer. She raised her right hand.
"Woah!" I gasped in amazement as it looks like she made me stand up, dropping my guitar.
Within a matter of seconds, she was right in front of me.
She leaned in, pouting her lips. I was scared and stunned at the same time. I just closed my eyes... and pouted my lips too.
Until they went over.
"Hey, what happened? I can hear screams here! " Jenny said.
"Wait, why are your eyes closed? And why are you pouting your lips?" Paolo added.
YOU ARE READING
The Ghost Of The Love Song
Teen Fictioneighteen year old Antonio Villanueva finds another chapter of his life outside of his home city, together with his young band! Their new academy was turning out to be alright , until they have discovered an ancient mystery written within a very old...
