chapter 1

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My POV:

The bell rings and grab my notebook and stuff it in my bag then exit the classroom. as I pass by ,there's Ashlynn hanging outside the bathroom, as usual, rubbing her arms,wich were filled with bruises and cuts .she waves at me and smiles and I nod my head up and smile. Ashlynn died back in 2000; she was beaten to death by a group of girls in the bathroom and so guesses she hasn't found her point of rest because she is always there. Heading downstairs till transitioning to lunch there's just outside the building, he had a bullet converging out of his chest through his blue t shirt, and he smiles and says

"Hello" and, I do the same as responded to Ashlynn, nodded and smiled.

Eric died in front of the building back when the school was first built in 1998 ,a student was jealous of how popular Eric was and how he used to "steal his friends" so he brought a gun to school and shot Eric right on the spot. Almost to the lunchroom, there's Johnathan sitting on the outside stairs, a student poisoned his lunch food because he was simply black. He died instantly and now he mourns on the stairs, not quite sure what year that had happened, it can be really hard to define their energy to be specific .He also, again, smiles and waves. I do not wave back at the dead because people around me will start saying I'm crazy and I'm not trying to go through that all over again. Back in 7th grade I had a friend named Cynthia who was my closest best buddy ever until one day a little kindergartener came up to me crying saying he wants his mother, I knew right away he was the dead because the dead have a certain energy that portrays them.

I mean he was really bothering me to the point I couldn't ignore as he shouted

"Hurry please before she leaves"

I looked at my friend and I looked at the little boy and spoke to him saying

"Let's go find your mom"

Cynthia, that apparently sees me talking to empty air gives me a strange look and runs off spreading rumors that I was insane and crazy, therefore I was left with no friends at all. So yea definitely not risking that in high school, especially since I'm a senior and things are just starting to go pretty good. Finally I'm in the lunchroom and I slam my bag on the table and wait for my friends as of I'm always the first one there as usual.my friend Xavier walks into the lunchroom and I smile as he sits next to me, Xavier doesn't look as usual, he seems sad but I guess that could be because of the dark black shadow person hanging his arm around him staring around with its crimson evil eyes. Those are what I call the demons of shadows I see about maybe at most 20 out of 1000 students with them on their back. Bad entities usually attach themselves to people ,the shadow looks at me straight in the eye and screeches at me softly I look down and grab my crystal look back he sort just looks away. I wish I could help Xavier but unfortunately I can't, if I tell him what he is carrying the demon will get very exasperated and then come after me and who knows what'll happen.

"Hey I'm going to get some lunch ok you coming?" I said to Xavier.

Before he could respond the shadow looked at me and shook his head no,

Till then Xavier answered "no I'm fine, not feeling good",

The shadow smiles at me and when he does I see his cloudy ashed teeth

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