(Going through difficult times I do apologize for this continued problem)
I thought that my death was imminent. Instead, I found myself staring up at the night sky.
I'm lying here wondering how I went from falling to my impending doom to staring at a sky full of stars.
I must be hallucinating!
A sound that resembled a laugh startles me. I sat up and peered at the looming shadow peeking from behind a tree.
"Who's there!?" I call out to the figure.
Was it someone here trying to kill me?
"You don't need to know, child," The voice spoke clearly. It held no tone that made it possible to identify one's gender.
A dark, formless being; floated from behind the tree, "you're smaller than I imagined," it spoke.
I must be seeing and hearing things, "yeah, I don't think so." I say while turning and heading in a different direction.
Ghosts happen to be one thing I hate more than anything else. Being able to see and hear one was terrifying enough.
