Chapter 16

last chapter.

Chapter 16: The End

A ghost. A ghost of someone I loved. A ghost of someone who I’ll always love. A ghost who follows my every move. A ghost who knows me well. A ghost who knows my secrets. Sometimes when I write about her living life, I feel her ghostly presence. The lights around me will sometimes flicker when I write and think about her. The letters on my wall about her move around a bit, when there is no wind or no fan going. Her pictures on my wall move around. Sometimes after I write about her, I lay down in bed, gripping my pillow, thinking it’s her. Sometimes when I do this, and my other hand is free, I feel a weight on my hand like if she was holding it. Just then, I whisper, “I love you”. Then the presence goes, and then I’m alone.

Reviews

[A.E. Surdam]

So sad. Yet keeps you interested to know what will happen next.

[Hayley]

"I lay down in bed" should be I lie down in bed.
This has a sad, yet almost mystical quality to it. Very melancholy. I think the image I get from this really makes this write.

[XxtaintedxX]

It's amazing, though very sad

[Krystal Nicole]

Great write!!! I loved it!!