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Ghost Girl (Part 3)

“Come.” All I heard was that word, repeating itself in my head. Even though I felt slightly sleepy, I felt… happy. I could not understand that in any way, but it felt as if the burden on my back had lifted off.

     Slowly, asi if in slow-motion, I knelt down. The girls hand was still outstretched, frozen in position, waiting.

     Without thinking, my fingers rolled out from the fist I made, and travelled in the direction of the girl. Weird as it may sound, I felt that we were close, like soul-mates. Sisters. Like I was like her, and she was like me.

     “Come where?” I heard a familiar voice speak. And then, I realised it was me. Me speaking. How strange I sounded, not at all like me. I normally spoke quickly and sternly. This voice sounded soft, and slow, a little creepy.

     The swish-swish-swish sound of the lapping water against the bank rose in my ears. A low, melodic hum joined in the chorus. I think… I think I heard Jack calling my name, somewhere far in the distance. But I was too dizzy to hear or realise. I had no self-control of my body or my mind. They were all on another planet.

     The girl hadn’t answered my question yet, she was just staring right into my eyes, so deeply, I felt we were one. Suddenly, her eyes seemed bigger than ever. The colour in them brightened, I could almost not look at them. But then, at the time, I felt I had to look in them, like I would lose everything if I didn’t.

     I heard Jack call my name again. What was my name? I felt I knew it enough to know that Jack was calling my name, but I could not grasp it.

     It all happened so suddenly. I felt a hard arm touch my shoulder, and everything was like a vortex. It were as if I zoomed from one world back into the normal one, like Narnia.

     One minute I was all dizzy, my self-control gone, then the next I felt stronger, like all the life had been sucked out of me and now I felt renewed. It was as if nothing happened. As if we were stuck in a freeze frame and just now we had been un-frozen. The swish-swish-swish noise had disappeared and the melodic hum too. I then also realised the rain had stopped and the sun had come out of the clouds, shining brightly. My arm was still outstretched and my fingers were numb with the cold. My feet were drenched with mud and water, my face wet and my teeth were chattering.

     “Come on, let’s go. I think you’re going to catch a cold. You’re shivering like mad,” Jack sighed, and picked me up like a baby.

     For one last time, I looked over my shoulder at the lake where my footprints were imprinted in the mud from where I stood. I looked at the waters’ edge.

     The girl was gone.