Phantom

That's No Ghost

Chapter 6: That's No Ghost

Last tight was horrid. My mom kept me up for 3 hours flooding me with questions about Dr. Baxter and what I remembered about the "surgery". Of course I had to lie; it's not like I could say "Well there was no surgery, Dr. Baxter is dead, and apparently I have some 'power' that I don't even know about." She would probably send me back to the hospital for mental treatment.

After trying to get an answer out of me and obviously failing, she called the hospital asking what happened. All they said was that the there were no complications and the cancer was completely gone from my system. Apparently that was enough to satisfy her, and she went to bed.

"Goodnight Anna." She wrapped me in her arms, almost strangling me.

"Oh, I'm just so glad you're alright"

She kissed my forehead and sauntered off to her empty bedroom.

Then there was the issue of sleep. Mom said that I could take as long of a break from school as I needed. As appealing as that sounded, I knew that in reality, as a senior in high school that was not an option. I honestly am feeling okay other than my pounding headache; which was horrendous. I decided to try and sleep, thinking that my head would eventually cease it's constant throbbing. I had already taken three ibuprofen, but they never even put a dent in the pain. Luckily, my headache was so bad that I wasn't even able to focus on my own thoughts. It sounds crazy, but the headache was much better than thinking about... well, everything at this point. But my worn out and tired body was enough to pull me out of my painful headache into a deep sleep.

The next morning I was up at six, and mom was still asleep. Thankfully my headache had finally stopped, and I was actually able to- somewhat- enjoy breakfast. I say somewhat because now that my brain isn't fogged down by pain, I was able to think clearly, which was just as bad, if not worse.

I carefully opened the cabinet and got the Cheerios, and sat down with my bowl of cereal. As I took my first bite, I silently groaned. I realized I had left the cabinet door open; my mom was always yelling at me for leaving them open.

WHAM!

Suddenly the cabinet door slammed shut, sending an eerie echo through the empty house.

"What? How did that shut?" There was no way it was the wind, that slammed hard. Was it a ghost?

"Pssssssh... ghosts aren't real, stupid" I whispered to myself. Was it me? How could I shut a cabinet door from five feet away?

"Maybe I opened it with my mind." I whispered in a very sarcastic tone. Even if ghosts did exist, I'm pretty sure they wouldn't be shutting the cabinet door for me. Still kind of freaked out, I put my empty bowl in the sink and went to go brush my teeth.

I was still trying to convince myself that the cabinet slam was nothing, as I grabbed my toothbrush and and toothpaste out of the bathroom drawer. I stared at myself while brushing in the mirror, as I did every other morning. I started to reach down to shut the drawer when I noticed something strange. My eyes seemed to be turning from my usual light blue, to a bright, almost glowing green.

WHAM!

The small drawer slammed shut, just like the cereal cabinet did. Extremely confused, I got as close to the mirror as I could, but the strange green color faded the more intently I stared at my eyes. Now I know I'm not crazy, but that just does not happen everyday.

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