talk to me by rachel reavie (buy e reader .txt) 📖

she screamed running, running, running till she came to a stop at the cliff edge "NO PLEASE" she cried out before getting pushed off the edge...

i woke with a start.. the same old same old night mare, but it had to mean something right? i mean you just didn't have a night mare over and over again becouse it just happened. god i hated that dream. i sighed getting out of my small bed that i shared with my younger sister. my feet padding on the always to cold floor to the to small kitchen. we were what you would call "poor" but we got by nicely, after my mom died it was my sister and i to fend for ourselves, so i droped out of school and took a job at the local food market. i could hear sarah's mummbles from the bedroom "Jona?" she asked i sighed "yes sar?" i called "i'm really hungry" she said coming into the kitchen "me to hun, me to" i wispered trying to find food, i wish we weren't so short for money, if only my bosses had any hearts they would let me take home enough food for at lest sarah who was only eight years old. i sighed findiing the last of the bread and peanute butter and made a sandwhich for her "what about you?" she asked "i'll eat at work" i mutterd "jona" she complained "just leave it alone sis" i said

CHAPTER 2: the ghost girl?
i walked into the market, then to my booth and putout every thing, in this poverty striken town this was the most poupluar place, i looked around with a grim look, my grey eyes scarying some of the children as the went by "it's the witch" some of them whispered, i cackled like a witch just to scare them away "good ridens" i muttered, i don't like people, other than my little sister. something cought my eye, it looked like a little girl stareing at me, but it couldn't be becouse she was well dressed, her blonde hair pulled back, and she was ghostly white, that scared me. i had heard storys of this girl, she was the ghost of a little girl from 2005, a loooooong time ago, she had been raped and killed by her father and two brothers, but it was just a ledgend made by old wemon to scare the children of 2078 right? or was i terbly wrong? was this just a image created by my brain to tell me to stop scary poor little kids? "talk to me" the little girl said "what?" i asked "talk now" she said i blinked hopeing she would disapear but when i opened my eyes she was still there, oh my god, now i was sure i was going crazy. what the fuck was going on??? the girl came closer and stood at my booth "please, help me" she said ergintly "go away, don't you know i'm a witch" i said like i would to most kids she rolled her eyes "no such thing" she said i narrowed my eyes "okay kid, what are you doing here" i asked "i'm here for you" she said

Publication Date: 07-01-2011

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