“Geez,” I said in my mind. Then out loud I said, “Wow, you’re a real talker.” Then Layla said, “Hey! I’m only asking how you survived!” I smiled sadly and said, “I didn’t.” She said, “Oh, I’m so sorry!” I said, “it’s fine.” We continued talking until my “friends” asked in a mean voice, “Who are you talking to?!?” “Well-I-um” Layla stuttered. I made an image in my mind of me flickering in and out of sight to my “friends.” It worked! I said “Me.” Tears started streaming down their cheeks. Some of them whispered “Samantha?” I decided to vanish, only to my “friend’s” sight which means Layla can still see me.

               I followed Layla when she was heading to class and heard the other students were whispering.

“Have you heard of that girl, Layla?” “They say there’s a ghost haunting her!” “She cursed!”

Layla went to her seat then put her hood on. She seemed lonely then I said, “You don’t have to be lonely, you’re with me.” She smiled and said, “Thank you, Samantha.”