Shadow

 It was a shadow of doom. That was as simple as I could put it. I started inching along the wall trying to leave this shadow until, I tripped on the bottom stair of the staircase. I had no comprehension of where I would go from there the only thought in my head was ‘Get away!’  I decided to follow my thoughts and rushed up the stairs. It was then that I noticed little Katie following me. A thought hit me that I instantly voiced and questioned, ”What and how can something scare a ghost?”

 

 

 

Blue

I Should have been relieved when Katie, a ghost, disappeared but I only got more terrified. The truth was that I would prefer any ghost to this shadow. My eyes darted around the room hoping to see an exit. As the shadow came closer I backed up farther. One foot slipped off and my breath caught in my throat as I found my balance before I could fall. I didn’t know what to do there was nowhere to run. My eyes hit the shadow again and the darkness hit me and I backed up quickly forgetting all about the hard machinery at work far below or the tough ground even further. The last thing I saw before I fainted was blue lighting up the blackness that had filled my eyes earlier.

One trip

I opened my eyes expecting to see what being dead was like, since I was bound to have had made a one-way trip there. To my surprise though my eyes were blinded by pieces of thick yellow straw and may I add very uncomfortable straw. Then all of a sudden I heard my partners yell, “Alexandra!” My reply came too late and before I could say, here or fine, they broke down the entrance to the mill. Once they saw me their eyes went from terror, to shock, and landed on anger as if they hit a red light and there emotions were stuck not allowed to move. What I did not know until later, like when I got home and took a shower was that I had scrapes and bruises all over me. Their voice tightened and fire danced in their eyes as they asked, "Who did this to you Al. Tell us now." I knew better than to reply ghosts so I played amnesia. "I don't know. Why are you here? The last thing I remember was walking in here and the doors locking," I rambled sheepishly. They told me that the swab they had taken from the turtle when I first gave it to them matched from the metal here and when I never came back they got scared. Man my first case and I scare both, Garry, my brother and, Jim, my boyfriend. I thought, 'at least this is one trip I won't be forgetting.' As we were leaving I noticed the two ghosts, shine and glow, and the ghost who, now looked like a male older than the other two but not an adult, was completely black except for his eyes. I realized that he was that terrifying shadow. I was hoping as I walked towards the exit, with that bright blue light hitting my eyes before quickly disappearing again. I was hoping, no pleading, that I was not crazy up to God as the fresh winter snow hit my face.

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Tag der Veröffentlichung: 16.04.2013

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