The spirits savior

Chapter 9: Memory

Chapter 9

"How you died?" I ask her.

I don't know if I'm ready to watch a ten year old girl getting murdered.

"Yes, and here I come..." She says, standing up and pointing in front of her.

I look and see a small figure come closer and closer towards us.

When the figure comes closer I see that it is Mackenzie. She walks with with angry steps and she looks pretty angry as well. Her black curly hair is bouncing around her, her brown glowing eyes is glistening with anger, and her sweet smile and cute smile pits is long gone. Something must really have made her angry. Her light blue dress as a bit dirt on it, but nothing more actually.

"I was angry at a girl in my class", Mackenzie explains beside me as the other her passes us as if we don't exist. Which we don't. Or we do, but this is just Mackenzie's memory. It has to be.

We follow the other one as she walks along side the road.

"Why?" I ask.

"Because she would always tease me, or bully me or whatever you want to call it, and this time she got me really angry so I started to fight her", Mackenzie says. "We ended up in this huge fight and the teachers had to stop it and you know what it's not really important".

I can't hold back a small giggle. She really is ten. She babbles and babbles and then just don't think it's any use so she just stops.

Poor girl. She wasn't just murdered, she got bullied in school as well. I guess bullying has always been going and it will alway go on and on. That's sick. I'm really against bullying, because I once was a victim of it.

"I'm sorry, I know how much it sucks", I say.

"Yeah I know, I've looked through your head already, you're a lot like Iza", she says.

What the hell?

"Wait that?" I ask.

"Yeah, I've gone through your head already, sorry about that I just felt like I had to know some things before asking for your help", she says. "The thing here is that I did not tell my parents about the bullying part, so this day I just went for a walk, I know that I shouldn't have, it's dangerous for kids in my age to walk alone, I just felt that I wanted to get the anger out if me before going home".

We watch how the memory Mackenzie just walk ahead of us. Her pink bag pack don't look too heavy.

I hear a car behind us.

"And here he comes", Mackenzie sighs from beside me.

The car just drives straight through us and I feel how my stomach starts to tickle a bit.

"That's..." I start but Mackenzie interrupts me.

"My murderer? Yep".

My heart starts to beat faster. Now I get really worried about seeing all of this.

The car slows down and drives the same speed that the other Mackenzie is walking.

I take the Mackenzie beside me... You know what? This is too confusing for my head. I'll just call this one Mackenzie 1 and the other Mackenzie 2.

Okay now... I take Mackenzie 1's really cold and wet hand and run up to the car and Mackenzie 2.

"A little girl like you shouldn't be alone out here", I he's a creepy voice from inside the car and I see that he has waved down the window.

"I'm not a little girl", Mackenzie 2 snaps.

Okay yeah, she's angry.

The man from inside the car laughs, and gives me creeps all over my skin.