Chapter 2

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Honestly, it hurts taking away lives, but it has to be done no matter what. I'm currently outside a library, waiting for the next victim on my list.

Adrian Adamson

He is the third victim, he is a loner at high school. My high school. I really don't know him, and really don't want to. Do I want to?

I sighed as my wings give up and land indirectly with the ground. I spy with my little eyes Adrian has a girlfriend. Then it hits me. Jennifer greene, the mean bitch at my school. She was a bully and a total slut. How is a fine guy locking lips with someone as sketty as her?

I roll my eyes. Adrian moves away from her and walks into the bus. Jennifer waves goodbye and enters her pink mustang and drives off with her pussy dolls. I wonder if she is with them?

My mind blurs the memories away, I sighed as I follow along with the moving bus. I enter in my ghost form through the transparent doors. Students and people talking. Adrian sits at the back reading a book.

He looks so innocently if anything the person who deserves to die is Jennifer.

How will he die?  I thought.

My question is answered as I hear sirens beeping. Cars being chased around the bus. I click my fingers in anticipation, the sound comes closer as the whole bus shakes.

The driver parks up the road, urging for people to get out. The elderly get off first, then the people. Adrian sits there panicking as he gets off. But is pushed back in the bus as the criminal wearing orange clothes points gun point at him.

"I have a hostage, close the doors and drive." He ordered, the bus driver does what he says. After a few minutes the bus stops.

"The fuel..." the bus driver trails off looking at the criminal helplessly.

Adrian then begs to do something, until it's too late.

He shot him in the head.

Then another bang and the driver dies. The criminal, I'm guessing Fred long, runs out and is arrested by a swarm of police and swat.

I claim two lives.

I it was two that was meant to die.

Meaning 96 lives left.

I want to do it.

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I peek through the window. The screaming and cheering of girls fan girling over boys.

She's with them and I cry in delight.

Oh goody.

They all run off downstairs, a few minutes later she enters and puts make up on. Staring at her self. I gag in awfulness, please why would he want you?

I go through the window indirectly and watch her with peeled eyes. "You!" I scream. The wind whistles as her head watches the window. She just shrugs her shoulders and runs downstairs.

Minutes later they return and have an ouija board with them, I smirked in pleasure.

They start the ritual placing their hands on the counter.

"Is Lisa Goodman here?" Jennifer the slut asks. I frowned at the name. I no longer own the name. The girls nodded along in curiosity.

I play along as the wind whistles more.

They all stare helplessly at each other. Especially her.

I smile as I try to make physical contact. I try controlling the wind more and topple some books over. The girls shrieked.

"Who did that?" The ginger head asked. The other girls looked at her and shrugged shivering with the coldness of the wind.

She stood up and closed the windows. She then turned around and smirked.

"Let's just say we're being haunted by ghosts, I feel like we're being watched," she said. I wanted to strangle her so badly. I then flew towards her. Placing my finger indirectly on her.

"Clever girl." I said. They all saw my telekinesis working I used my eyes to draw... I'm back on the mirror with their red lipstick. They all ran downstairs and screamed except for her.

"Lisa... is that you?" She asked feeling sympathy in her tone, I giggled in delight. I then walked towards the window.

"I'm back for revenge." With that I flew into the night sky. Stars surrounding me. She looked out the window her reflection showing nothing other than regret.

I know it was her.

She wanted to ruin my life.

And she succeeded. By running me over by a truck.

Well now it's my turn to kill. Kill those who disobey me, who lied and used me.

I have no regrets or weak spots.

I just hope they properly closed the ouija board, don't want any other ghosts haunting them. Only me.

I want to end them.

Revenge is sweet.

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Hey sweeties did you like this chapter. I really wanna try ouija boards I love creepy shit. Anyways make sure ya vote and comment.

I'll see you in the next chapter Amigos.

love Ayaan 💟