Her body froze, it felt as if a cold shiver had run across her arm. Her eyes had snapped around. Hastily she had had climbed out of her bed for fear the same thing would happens again. Her breaths had come out heavily as she had looked back to her bed. The looming presence had stuck over top of her bed.
"Please leave me alone." Her words had been feeble, she knew whatever it was it wouldn't just go away. Her shoulders slumped shortly as she had sat on the ground. Her eyes stuck to her bed, the air still as tense as it had been nearly every night.
"Alright then some meditation should take my mind off of it." She whispered, she hadn't wanted to alarm or wake anyone else with in the house. Knowing both of her mothers had been sleeping just on the other side of the wall from her. The girl had crossed her legs as she had shut her eyes. Taking in a calming breath as she had let her muscles relax.
This was her everyday routine. The world was just a little different for the girl who had been known as a 'medium'. Something she hadn't understood much as a child. When she was younger she never made many friends, not when she would talk to the air. As a kid she could see them, the looming presence that people had known as the dead. Her mind slowly drifted off into the relaxed state as she had continued steady breathing.
Kate had been what she would call 'cursed'. Every house they had gone too she could feel them. A person who had unfinished business with the real world. Business she couldn't help with when she couldn't understand them. She had tried for years to be able to understand how it all worked. Her research had been extensive to whatever she could find but her mind never quite clicked like some mediums. Rather Kate would see dark figures, things that others wouldn't even notice.
"You know, the real worlds a bitch. I wish you would find peace but not through me." Kate always spoke to the figures, in any attempt to make them disappear. The things she had learned was she should've felt blessed. The dead hardly grant access to mortals to see them. Yet Kate never felt blessed, they had been horrific. She remembered vaguely a memory of when she had seen a child hung from someone's ceiling. She had been the only one to see the poor child while everyone had thought she was crazy.
"It's a nice night, shouldn't you be watching over your loved ones?" Kate whispered. She had many messages from the dead. Notes that appeared in her room from people who had been communicating to her. Because her mother had killed many people, and those people had been very angry. They sought there revenge with torturing the one girl who had no choice but to notice them.
"I'm sorry if you are here because of my mother. She has admitted that some of her old practices had been cruel. But I am not her. I don't intend any harm to you, however I know you intend harm-" Her sentence cut short as she let out a soft screech. Her eyes flickered across her leg, dark red lines had started to appear. This was something that hardly happened, only spirits who had enough rage in them could connect with her like this. Kate had froze up before she had rushed from her spot on the floor. Her fingers grabbing her lighter as she had pushed it across her cleansing candle. Something she had only done when she felt in danger.
"I'm sorry I must've crossed a line." Kate whispered as she had kept the candle light closely to her. She stayed close to her desk near the candle. She had been heavily connected to this spirit, it had visited her many times. The scars across her body had been from what she had assumed was the same enraged spirit. She had saged her room many times but after a few months it would happen again. Her eyes had looked to the crimson slowly pooling down to the floor as she had reached for the small medical box she had. She kept it in her room for these nights. She took in a deep breath as the air slowly untensed.
"Goodbye." She spoke, she knew this meant it was leaving. It would leave her at peace for the rest of the night. She knew this meant she would need to sage her room again tomorrow while everyone was out. Her hands had eased gauze around the dark lines as she had grabbed her candle. Setting it on her bedside table as she had laid on her bed.
"Until another time." Kate whispered under her breath as she had shut her eyes again. She found no issue going back to sleep. The occurrence had happened so many times that she knew she would be left alone for the rest of the night.
