Listen to my Story

"Who are you?" I ask quietly, unsure of who, or what, she is.

She giggles slightly, looking like a little girl, "Instead of asking that silly question, why not asking, 'What is my story?'"

I was confused, what does she mean? I looked away. Bad idea. Tombstones everywhere. Why did she want to talk in a cemetery, of all places?

"Check out that tombstone, right over there!" she says excitidly, pointing. I look to where she's pointing and walk over.

Christi Marryanne
Born 1865- died 1883
R.I.P

"Who is this?" I ask, looking at her again. She just smiles. "Is this you?" I ask. Her smile fades a little, and starts to look sinister.

"Do you want to hear my story now?" she asks.
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Sam just moved into a new neighboorhood. He doesn't like it here at all, until he finds a beautiful and mysterious looking girl around town. Somehow, he gets to talk to her, but she wont even give him the time of day. What is her name? And why does it seem like no one pays attention to her? Only one way to find out. Figure out the truth.

Christi Marryanne died when she was 18. She's forced to haunt her hometown until someone finds her. Until someone listens to her story. But no one can see her. Until one day some boy finds her. Could he be the one to free her?

Only one way to find out.