One Shot Stories

My Ghost

MY GHOST

I'm here in my room reviewing for our test tomorrow.

But I can't focus on reviewing my notes.

She's here.

Staring at me.

Smiling.

She's always like this. Whatever I do, she's there watching me. Wherever I go, she's walking behind me.

She's not a human.

She's my ghost.

After so many years, I got used to her presence.

She's always wearing her creepy smile. She wears a long white dress, her hair is messy, and she only shows her right eye that's covered with blood.

There's a knife that's sticked to her head.

I can say that she was murdered. I just don't know why she's still not leaving my side or why she's not yet killing me.

I asked her once, but she cried.

It was creepy because her tears were blood. As if her eyes were bleeding.

So I just let her.

Sighing, "Can you please stop staring at me? I'm reviewing, can't you see?"

I heard her sobs, making my heart beats fast.

I looked at her and tried calming her down.

"I-i'm sorry."

"Do you hate me?" For so many years, she finally spoke.

Her voice is a bit chilly.

"No."

"Do you want me out of your life?"

That stopped me for a second.

What if I say yes? Will she leave?

"Y-yes."

In just a blink of an eye, she disappeared.

Did she really left? I looked everywhere, and she's nowhere to be found.

What a relief.

I spent the whole night reviewing and not thinking about her.

I went to school early and saw some of my classmates sleeping in our classroom.

I sat on my chair and was about to get my book when I heard my best friend's voice shouting my name.

"What's up marj?"

I looked at her,

I saw her running towards my direction,

with my ghost on her shoulder.