The Invisible

       When Lucy was a child she used to love to read and when she read she sat on a bench at a park. Lucy died at age 16. No one ever sits on the bench because people say her soul is still there. Lucy died on November 13, 1995 (by the way that was on Friday the 13th). People say that Lucy died in a forest fire, but there was no burn marks on her skin or on her clothes, so there is no way she could have died in a forest fire.
                LUCY WRITES
         It was November 13, 1995, and my parents left to Texas for a job interview, so I had to stay home alone until they came back. My best friend (Alice) wanted to hang out at the beach, so I got dressed and she came to pick me up. On the way to the beach we drove by an old cemetery, I thought I saw a little girl with a white old sleeping gown, light brown straight hair, she had pale skin, and she was looking down, then she slowly lifted her head, her mouth was stitched up and her eyes were white, it had no color to it. When I  saw her face I shut my eyes really tight and when I opened them and she was gone. I kept telling myself you are just imagining, it's not real, I kept saying it over and over. Then when I look at the street in front of me, I see the girl in the middle of the road, and I yell to Alice "STOP THE CAR!" Alice stopped the car and asked me what's wrong. I don't answer her. I grabbed a flash light and opened  the car door. Alice follows me out to the cemetery.
"What are you doing!" Said Alice.
"I think I saw someone, just follow me."
"Fine, but there's nothing here." Said Alice. I walk out to the cemetery and I see a shed, I slowly open the door as it creeks open, I turn around and Alice isn't there anymore. I screamed out "Alice!" I yell Alice over and over again, but all I hear is the sound of owls hooting and the wind howling. I walk in the shed and the door shuts behind.
There's only old tools and junk in the here. As I was about to leave I hear whispers and I see shadows running and I feel wind of someone running past me. I turn around and I see the little girl, but her eyes are glowing. I scream the most terrified scream. The little girl tilted her head then started to sing a eerie lullaby, she sang even though her mouth was stitched up. My ears felt like they were going to fall off, my eyes were melting, and my skin felt like it was burning. Her voice got deeper and deeper as she sang, when she finished singing she opened her mouth and she disappeared and I disappeared with her.