Aspen
I was so comfortable. The mattress and sheets under me felt like a cloud I was floating on. I didn’t want to open my eyes and wake up because the moment I did I would have to get ready for school.
God, I hated my new school. I hated it with everything that I was. They were all a big bunch of bitches out to make my life hell and I wanted them all to die. But mam said I had to go, that I was just having a hard time adjusting.
It wasn't just that though. I was different to the other kids that I was forced to socialise with. I saw things that they didn't see. Nightmares that plagued me even when I was awake. How could I make friends when ghosts warped around me?
They weren't the imaginary friends of my past. These were real. I didn't care what the heart of them said. I knew they
