Walking through the woods without a care in the world makes me feel better. It also makes me feel better when the spirits are right there. Some are there physically, some just prefer to hide in the shadows. But then the wind shifts, and I know I'm the only one out here.
"Beccaaaaa, oh Beccaaaaa. We know your out thereeeeee." A sweet, but wispy voice sweeps through the air like a samurai sword sliceing through wood.
I turn back swiftly, looking from side to side, my dark brown, long wavy hair being played by the wind.
Nothing.
My long and silky flowy dress that goes to my feet becomes heavier than before. And By now, I would have screamed and ran, but I can't run in heels.
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Immortality
Mystery / ThrillerBecca Corson Has had a weird history, she can fly....,and talk to the dead and beyond. She tries to shake it off like it's nothing, but most of the spirits somewhat protect her and become very chatty. Like the instance when she was almost hit by a...
