Helping The Poltergeist // H.S.

Chapter 3: The Past

Hollie

Indeed, I was disoriented. The moment I woke up, I knew I was different. Not because I've got zero memory of whom I was. I just... knew.

It was as if something took over me. It is amazing in some ways and a burden in a lot.

You probably don't know what I'm talking about.

I'm talking about what happened on the sixth month after I woke up from coma.

As you all know, I go to a prestige school: Brookdale Academy. It's not out of the ordinary schools just because you'd get to meet different celebrities and famous and rich people that go there; but because it was inhabited with a lot of lost souls.

Yes, I can see what others can't.

I learned about it over a month ago. After the time I was at the third floor, wherein a nebulous image of a girl made its presence and calls me by my nickname, Aggie, a lot has happened. They follow me everywhere; it's like I was a magnet to them.

Then two days before, I got to engage with one.

Of course I was scared and all, but this one needed my help and I can't do anything except to accept the fact that I can help.

It happened after Physical Education class.

I was really feeling unwell that time. Not because Mrs. Weiss was giving us juniors and some seniors a hard time. I know this has a lot to do with the things I see. Whenever I sense them, it's taking its toll on me. It is even more so when I get to engage with them.

I need to get out of here. I fear it might just pop on my face and I'll lose myself and people will think I'm crazy! Although they already do. Note my sarcasm.

That incident at the third floor really messed me up. I was so scared I blurted everything to Ms. Webster, our school principal. She called forth the teachers and all the school staff to discuss something while I was allowed to go and resume my classes.

Later that same day, the students started calling me different names: psycho, mad-woman, big bad witch and of course, Aggie. It became my nickname. Even my teachers accidentally - I quote - call me Aggie for a purpose: to humiliate me.

That was the burden. I was once invisible, and now I am the center of nearly everyone's attention. I thought that it would pass after weeks and weeks, but obviously, it did not. My everyday life changed since.

They should've just told me to drop out of school and sent me to an asylum; I'd be more than grateful if they do so.

Back to the story I was telling.

I can't focus that day because of my damn headache. Plus, that stupid green-eyed perv attends my gym class too. He smirked widely when he saw me looking at him.

I was looking at him because I was curious and he might have mistaken it and assumed I have a thing for him. What an arsehole!

There was a white haze of a smoke clinging on to him. I can't make it out whether it is a spirit or something that never walked the Earth. Oh yeah, I've done my fair share of research and attend seminars about the - you know what I mean. And I know what I saw beside that jerk was something mysterious in a disturbing way.

My head was throbbing and I feel tears burn in my eyes. Something's near. I thought to myself. I was the last to exit the gym because I was taking a slow pace to not worsen my migraine.

Maybe it was the white thingy that clung on to that green-eyed jerk! Yes, that must be it.

"Excuse me." A willowy voice sounded from nowhere.