I guess I should explain myself for the reason why I am here, dying with a silver knife stabbing into my heart. My name is Eloa Foster, I wasn't normal at all during my lifetime. It was a living hell that had it ups and down.
Welcome to my life story.
The clock ticked slowly as the teacher muttered words, her eyes uninterested in the many conservation's in the classroom. In the back of the classroom sat a girl with with shoulder length black hair, unique aqua colored orbs with violet swirling in them. Rosey pink lips fitted the girls pale skin as her slender fingers tapped at the desk, a pair of black reading glasses sat on a book.
She closed her eyes, only to open them with shock in them when seeing a person standing in front of her, looking down at her with cloudy eyes.
The thing looked exactly liked her, only with blood red eyes filed with hate, a wide smile with razor sharp teeth with dried blood on them. Before she could let out a scream the look like reached out grabbing her throat and squeezing tightly, the eyes wide with insanity and their killer like smile widening. The girls eyes widen at the three words before blacking out from the lack of oxygen, falling into a deep sleep as screams and cries of pain echoed in the school.
" I found you~ "
And that was how it all started, see you next time stranger.
Author note: no hate please.
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SpiritualA teenage girl has to go through reality while seeing in the view of a spirit, there is a catch to it however. She can see dead people following after other souls, will she help out the innocents before it's to late? Or be the new god of death?.
