The Shadows written by : A 16 year old girl named Chelsea Cook
People can see unbelivable things in the darkness.You can not hide nor scream, and your mind goes blank. For, what was once human was now but a lost soul or a dark entity.
Lost can not be found.
Found can not be lost.
Ghosts are everywhere, but not all of us can see them. I was once told that the human mind would go insane if we could see all the ghosts in the world. For they are forever around us.
They can be sitting beside you right now, at this very moment , breathing down your neck... but you may not feel them. How ? I ask myself this question all of the time. Is it me, or to ghosts, are we humans the blind and the blind are the dead yet walking?
To many others, they do not think about ghosts... but they are real. I have seen many in my 16 years of life.
I used to have a best friend. She was not of this wordly plane of existence, of this, I am sure.She "introduced" herself to me one summer night before we left our house that burned down.
All I recall ( I was very, very young at the time) was that her name was Valentina. I saw her in my window one dark, moonless night, illuminated by the sole street lamp near our home. Oddly enough, she never followed me when I would leave our home with my parents, But , when we returned from where ever it was that we had gone, Valentina would always be there awaiting my return, smiling. After we moved, I never saw my ghostly friend again...
Her face was so pale, so white, she almost appeared translucient.She wore a long, flowing white gown, and in her hands she clutched a bouquet of dead black roses.
Her eyes glowed an eerie , pale blue, but I saw nothing evil in those eyes. Only a profound sadness and a longing regret. I did not fear my new found friend. On the contrary, We did everything together while I was home.
We move into another house and all the ghosts are still around. Still- around... I can still see them. I look down my hallway now and I can only see my family. I ask my self ,are they only people? Or, do the ghosts I once saw now live inside of me.
Do you ever wonder what lurks in the darkness ?
I think about things like that all the time and I still believe.......
THE END..........
A short story I wrote. I hope you like it
