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Ghost and Unexpected encounter

Learning at the boarding school seems an advantage for her since her home is destroyed. With the help of community organization, she landed on a prestige boarding school which is 50 miles away from the nearest city.

To her it's not that inconvenience at all but being in the forest surrounding seems refreshing. Like her old place. Grabbing her books and bag she switched off her room light and locked her door. As she put on her worn out blue sneakers she realize there's a letter. A single torn page letter written with scribbled red pen to make the word prominent against the single lined sheets.

"STOP SCREAMING, YOU FREAK. "

The words were bizzarely written. She sighed and throw that paper away. She couldn't helped that everytime she had that terrible nightmare, she would scream where the whole floor could listen to her horrifying melody. Her terror. As she ealk down to the hallway, the girls who passed by lowered their heads and starts to speed up their pace everytime they faced her.

She was okay with it. She knows that she was rather....different from everyone else. She grab her earphone from her sweater pocket and put it onto her, listening to calming piano violin sheets, doning the hoodies to her head and walked to her faculty. She was familiar of being alone.

It was a cool grey morning where the mist still lingers in the forest bay nearby the faculty. Such peace and yet still mysterious. She took a deep breath of fresh air, calming her nerve before she start her new day, her new episode of her life on monday morning. She noticed the big clock in the hallway struck at 7 o'clock. "Still early," she commented herself for being the first in the facilities and slowly walk toward her locker.

Tossing her bag and taking some books for her current period, she noticed a chill down her spine. Goosebumps. She noticed at the end of the hall there's something standing there. A black smudge instead of shadow. Perhaps that's an aura. Trying to act normal, she slowly closed the locker door and walk away from it.

No matter how far she walk she could feel the the air become densed, she could sense that absurdly black smudge following her. She quicken her pace and dashed toward her classroom. As she pulled the door she accidentally knocked someone.

"Ack! " a low grunt as this person fall on the floor. She was surprised and tried to help.

"I'm fine. " he held his hand to her, not allowing her to come near. As he stood up he seems like an adolescent boy, perhaps a skipped grader?

"I'm sorry about that. " she apologised. He dusted off his black sweater along with his grey pants.

"You should be careful in which way you were walking. " he said as he stared to her face. Cold blue eyes under the black square frame. Yet she think that he's not act like a kid. More like a jerk.

With her brows knitting together she walked toward her desk and sit there, opening her little black starry note books. The 'kid' she knocked down earlier has gone out she pressumed. She then realise the densed air become normal, thanks the the presence of him. That weird smudge is not following her anymore. Whilst she's waiting the other classmate to come, she scribble down some words like limetrees, smudge, indigo, A-M-Z.

She even doodling a pair of eyes in a pair of glasses as she remember the incident before. Perhaps, she thought the episode couldn't get any weirder after what happens today.