That ghost girl

Chapter 6 ( Grace's pov )

I ended up falling asleep on my grave. How can a ghost even sleep? How can a ghost feel? Hoe can a ghost exist? Are there other ghosts? I couldn't believe this was real. I think back to that guy I saw the other day. How did he touch me? Or even see me? I was more like a zombie than a ghost. These thoughts were interrupted when I heard a voice from behind me. I turn to see the priest. I was in perfect sight of him, so how didn't he notice me? He finally shook his head and went back into the church. If he couldn't see me, how did that other guy see me? I suppose I am a ghost...

I was desperate to know what was happening with me and how that boy saw me. I mean if others can't see me, how can he? I wanted to see him again and talk to him. He was special in a way to me. I don't even know his name or much about him but I could see right through him. He is a kind person that some how sees ghosts. At least that's what I think. He must be a kind person, I saw it in his eyes. He may also be a pervert! He did stare at me whilst I danced. Unless he's just really shy. I shake my head to push my thoughts of him beside. I had to find out more about me and that voice and-

Him...

The voice had returned. Who is that? What as I? Who is he? Even though I had other thoughts, he seemed to be at the top. I want to know everything about him. The voice never replied... I was left alone again. It felt as if everything around me was falling apart. I curled up and leaned against my gravestone. I don't want to feel like this. I don't want to be alone anymore...