Hi guys, its Silver. This is my mystery story that I like to call 'Rational Explanation'. Enjoy!
Rational Explanation
Lightning flashed outside my window, while a bloodcurdling scream pierced the air, and everything went black. It felt like I was trapped in a never-ending abyss. I tried to think back to before my senses shut off.
I vaguely remembered that I shot out of bed, wondering what the ruckus was about, and that was when I saw it; a ghostly figure floating in the air, just outside the open shutters. I didn't get to clear of a look at her, but I made out a stain of crimson on the bodice of her gown, close to her heart.
It made no sense to me whatsoever. Ghosts didn't exist! I didn't notice when she zoomed in through my window and seemingly entered my body, effectively becoming a part of me. After that, my senses shut off.
My brain whirred like a supercomputer, trying to find a rational explanation for what had happened. I kept trying to reassure myself that ghosts didn't exist, and that what I was experiencing right now was just an after effect of the lightning, or that maybe it was all a dream.
I almost believed myself. Almost. To bad almost is never god enough. I absolutely refused to believe that anything supernatural had happened, yet all the evidence that I had gathered suggested otherwise.
I couldn't just lie there refusing to believe what the evidence hinted at. I had to come to terms with the fact that some ghost from god knows where possessed me, and that she was taking control of my body.
I resolved to fight. Fight to get my senses back, or at least a little control over my body. I don't take orders from anyone but myself. Someday, maybe not today, but someday, I will be able to look back on this incident and laugh about it. Preferably sooner, not later. But, for now, let the fight begin!
To Be Continued....
Rational Explanation
Lightning flashed outside my window, while a bloodcurdling scream pierced the air, and everything went black. It felt like I was trapped in a never-ending abyss. I tried to think back to before my senses shut off.
I vaguely remembered that I shot out of bed, wondering what the ruckus was about, and that was when I saw it; a ghostly figure floating in the air, just outside the open shutters. I didn't get to clear of a look at her, but I made out a stain of crimson on the bodice of her gown, close to her heart.
It made no sense to me whatsoever. Ghosts didn't exist! I didn't notice when she zoomed in through my window and seemingly entered my body, effectively becoming a part of me. After that, my senses shut off.
My brain whirred like a supercomputer, trying to find a rational explanation for what had happened. I kept trying to reassure myself that ghosts didn't exist, and that what I was experiencing right now was just an after effect of the lightning, or that maybe it was all a dream.
I almost believed myself. Almost. To bad almost is never god enough. I absolutely refused to believe that anything supernatural had happened, yet all the evidence that I had gathered suggested otherwise.
I couldn't just lie there refusing to believe what the evidence hinted at. I had to come to terms with the fact that some ghost from god knows where possessed me, and that she was taking control of my body.
I resolved to fight. Fight to get my senses back, or at least a little control over my body. I don't take orders from anyone but myself. Someday, maybe not today, but someday, I will be able to look back on this incident and laugh about it. Preferably sooner, not later. But, for now, let the fight begin!
To Be Continued....
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