Dark and Dangerous

This is my first movella. Just trying to get into writing. Let me know if you like it x :D


2. Monday morning.

I woke up at dawn as I always do. Just enough time to see myself become real again. It wasn't until a year ago I realized I could leave the house while I wasn't "all there." Luckily this time I woke up in bed. A few times I've found myself strung up in a tree or at a train station. Nobody notices if I turn up with a few twigs in my hair or scraped knees. I'm more invisible at school than I am at night really. I sat up wearily and dragged myself over to the mirror. Mousy brown hair all flared up around my face. I may be a ghost but I'm not immune to bed head. I wrestled with a comb for about 20 minutes but in the end the comb won and I went searching for a hat. I pulled on some blue jeans and a black t-shirt. Put on some black pumps and slipped out the door with an apple in my hand and a backpack on my shoulder. I like to walk to school. Even if I have to leave 15 minutes early. I can feel the wind on my face and hear the crunch of gravel under my pumps. When I go out at night I sort of just go through it. I looked at my phone. Oh great, Monday.  A whole day of listening to what a great sleepover all the girls had. There's not much I miss being a ghost apart from midnight snacking and being able to have a sleepover. I'm 15 and have never had one. It's been 5 years since I invited somebody round. It's that niggling feeling that one minute you're going to be sat watching TV and the next you've disappeared into thin air. Oh well. I stood at the school gates and took a deep breath in. Who's going to notice me anyway. 

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