Ghost

Chapter 3

Rachel proceeded with caution. As she carefully inched up to the stone she read the engravings that were engraved into it. They read: ' Johnathan Green. Killed by girlfriend.' There was also a large graffiti 'NF' on the gravestone which she guessed to be the initials of this girlfriend of his. She was wondering why it was his grave making a sound, when she suddenly realised that, there was no sound. Insane insane insane you.  are. Insane insane insane. Rachel sobbed and yanked at her face. Insane insane insane. She screamed at her mind to stop, before continuing to the gravestone next to Johnathon's. This stone was engraved ' Rachel Cox. Killed by misery.'

Rachel cowered back in realisation. That was her  name, not yet claimed by death! Infuriated, she began smacking the stone with her hand, then kicking it.                                                              "You'll make it worse," a voice called out from behind her. It was the same man from the night before! Rachel slowly approached him.                                                                                                                     "Follow me," he continued and walked away. Rachel, who couldn't exactly leave him now, trailed after him. He led her up a small incline and then to the top of a hill. They sat together.             "How old are you?" She asked the man. He smiled sadly.                                                                                       "I would tell you if I could, but there is too many years to count," Rachel sighed at this response. It seemed to be a silly age thing. You ask yet they don't even answer your question.                                   "I'm 24," She continued. The man seemed almost as if he was in deep thought. Then he replied,            "So was I once." This was perhaps the dumbest line of speech she had ever heard. Of course he was once 24. He was looked  older than her for sure. She sighed impatiently.

"Ok," she said. There was nothing more to say. The man grinned at her, intrigued.                               "So what are you doing here?" She asked.                                                                                                                    "Same as you. Dying." Rachel raised her eyebrows at this but then realised- it was true.                       "What's your name?" He asked her.                                                                                                                             "Rachel. What's yours?" The man sighed as if he knew this would come but still tried to avoid it.                         "My name is Johnathan. Johnathan Green."

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Rachel gasped. She quickly ran back to her grave. Surely enough the grave next to it read 'Johnathan Green. Killed by girlfriend' , along with the strange graffiti of this killer.                             "Your John?" She whispered -not a word left in her mouth could be spoken louder now.                   "Yes I am. John Green of Ivy island. Pleased to make your acquaintance."

Author note: sorry the lines are all over the place as when I write they look different . Sorry!