𝖨 𝗌𝖺𝗐 𝗁𝖾𝗋. 𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝗂𝗋𝖽. 𝖨𝗇 𝗌𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗈𝗅, 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝖾𝗍. 𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾, 𝗌𝗈 𝗇𝗈 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗋𝗂𝖾𝖽. It was almost like she never existed. The teachers never paired her up with anyone either. She was scary though, even if she never said anything her stare would make you quiet down. So when she moved away no one even noticed until three months later. We had all agreed to take a camping trip afterwards. So we could reflect on what had happened to her. It wasn't supposed to be a fun camping trip. It was more of a punishment set up by the school staff. It was only our class. Her parent's had drowned her in a river and no one had even noticed her absence. The class didn't feel any different. No one felt missing. We took the trip so we could realize our ignorance killed someone. Even though her parents killed her the teachers thought it was our fault that she wasn't alive. It was stupid, because not even the teachers knew she had left. But i had seen her on the camp grounds when we arrived. Except this time she was more pale, in some spots her skin was falling and on others parts she was rotting. It was disgusting, I almost threw up on the spot. I tried telling my friends about it but no one on the camp grounds believed me. Later that night i was woken up by a terrible stench. It was the smell of something rotting. When i looked up there was a silhouette along the tent. I think she was getting closer but i closed my eyes. I wanted to go home. I felt sick to my stomach. The next day i could see her, but this time her face. Her eyes were puffy but also white, which was weird because her eyes were green. I remember i drew then once. I tried giving it to her as a peace offering on my first week of school but she stared me down. I took the painting home and hung it up. Her lips were purple and there were lines on her neck. She wore a dirty dress . There were holes on the dress and in some parts, there were burnt fabric. What happened to her. I felt so very uncomfortable. On the final day of our three day stay i saw her once again. But this time she was hanging on a tree and i screamed. This time i threw up. The teachers came running and so did the rest of the class. tried to explain to them what i was seeing but no one else saw it. I was laughed at by half the class and the other half thought i had gone crazy. Tomorrow in the morning we would go home, and that was the only thought that reassured me. That night i heard a wail , it was a horrible and piercing wail. It seemed i had been the only one to hear it though, because no one else shifted. It was like an outside force to control of my body because i soon slipped out of the tent and followed the ear piercing wail. I didn't even put on shoes. I followed the wail to a place deep in the woods. My body stopped and i saw something far away from me. It was a girl. It was her. She was limping closer to me, her arm looked dislocated because it was hanging. So was her leg. Around her neck was a rope. She was wailing out for help. I wanted to turn back but something wouldn't let me. instead i also inched closer. She came to a tumbling halt. She fell. Something just collapsed. Something in me wanted to take the opportunity to leave but my body kept taking me closer to her. When i reached her i crouched down to help her. The sun was started to go up and i heard yelling coming from the direction of camp. In that split second she moved. She seized my neck. Her hand clamped down hard, she was trying to close my airways. I squirmed but all she did was smile. It was a very toothy smile, too big for her face. I tried to call out for help but i had no strength left. It was now clear to me that i was going to die. There was no escape from something no one else but me could see. My eyes became blurry because of my tears. I didn't want to die, i had everything to live for, i was only 11. I wanted to see my family again. I wanted to say sorry. OI wanted to apologized for everything i did. Before i died i wanted to forgive everyone in my life. But time wasn't on my side and i died. The last thing i saw in my last moments was her face. Pale, worms coming out of her smile. Her grey, glossy eyes were sickening. And that's how my life ended.
