She had a big deep scar on her forehead which was enough to spook me up. Her expressionless face and innocent eyes were hiding some deep dark secrets.
All my pals stood still at their position. It was me who gathered some courage. My shaking feet and pale palms were denying to do so, but I thought that “why to fear?”.
I heard a shrieked voice as sharp as and as a screaming crowd. We both were walking with our half body parts numb. Mutually without speaking a word, we decided to meet at the centre.
My soul in pieces… it is tearing me up. I could not tolerate these torture anymore. My body is caged, only the mind was free to meander……….
Sam laughed and the girl showed her face, there was complete silence. She was the dead girl who’s spirit haunted the house. Both of the friends ran as fast as they can.
I was leaving the place where I lived, the place where I laughed, the place where I built dreams, the place where I made friends, the place where I cried and the place where I broke my heart for the first time.