Haunted
The ghost of you haunts me.
There is a shadow that is shaped like you,
And it is making me curl up in a ball in the corner of
my room.
I feel the goose bumps cover my body.
I see your figure, why do you haunt me?
You have hurt me enough.
I’m already scared of you,
Why don’t you just give up?
I’m hiding as I feel you’re cold
Spirit rise above me.
You’re scaring me.
This is when I give up,
Just fall on the floor and wait for you to leave and fall asleep.
Because when I awaken again you will be gone
And I will be left waiting and wondering
When you will show your face here again.


Mentor feedback
Hi Jasmine,
This is a great story; it sent chills up my spine!
I do have one suggestion. You write
"And it is making me curl up in a ball in the corner of
my room." in the beginning of the story then you say
"This is when I give up,
Just fall on the floor and wait for you to leave and fall asleep." later in the story. The order of the action is reversed.
I love the ending. The wondering is almost as scary as the actual haunting. Great job!
Wendy
Castleton State College