"What happened to you?" I asked. The wraith paused its sobbing for a moment. Sniffing and whimpering still, it looked up at me with wild fearful eyes. I saw its face and arms were burned with angry blisters. "They just wouldn't stop, they wouldn't stop!" She screamed. A short story I did for a writing contest. The prompts were, cemetery genre, Forest setting and an introvert character.All Rights Reserved