Ghostly experience

"You will never influence the world by being just like it." - Unknown

Ever since Amanda was a little girl she knew that she was able to see dead people. But as the years went by, and the power got stronger and stronger, she was able to hear what others couldn't, and talk to whom others wanted to.


1. Prologue -edited

"I'm telling you I'm not crazy!" I screamed at my mother. She didn't listen to me. She didn't understand me. 

"Tell it to someone who cares Amanda!" Ouch.

"I hate you!" I cried and ran to my room, locking the door behind me. I slid down the wall and cried into my knees. Even though it happened on a daily basis, it still hurt. I didn't think I would ever get used to my own mother not wanting me. She had never wanted me. Ever since the day I was born, I was the outcast. I was the weirdo in the back of the classroom. If my parents didn't even like me, why would anyone want to be friends with me? I'd been asking myself the same question for 17 years, and even then I came up with the same answers. 

But then again, why did I even bother telling people my secret? They'd think I'm a freak anyway because "I talk to myself". It wasn't not my fault that I was the only one who saw them! Right? No one knew I could see the dead, they just didn't listen when I told them I wasn't crazy. 

Oh, who was I kidding? Of course it was my own fault. If I had just stopped believing in magic, all of this wouldn't have happened! Curse you Amanda and your sick brain.

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