👻 The Gift; Written By Me, 👻
👻 The Gift; Written By Me, 👻 BLURB I’ve been told I possess a gift. I call it more of a curse. I am the anchor. The anchor between the world of the living, and that of the dead. I see dead people. My life is full of death. I’m sixteen. I’m in my final year of school, and I should be out there, spending time with my friends, and living my life, but instead I am tormented by those who pass. I feel their pain as they pass from this world, into the afterlife. They don’t always just pass through though. Some linger; some stay with me. They visit me. They want me to help them. But I don’t always know how. I didn’t choose this life. This life chose me. I have no choice, but to just go with it. CHAPTER ONE Predictions , There’s a distant trilling. It’s far off, but getting louder, and getting nearer. I can feel the dream world slipping away as light threatens to infiltrate my eyelids. I realize it’s my alarm blaring repetitively from my phone’s handset on the bedside table, and t...