The Eternal Sorrow

"S"

She hated therapy, the therapist (Sara) only said what she thought she wanted to hear her say. No one understood, her parents thought she needed therapy, but she didn't. She just needs someone to understand her and love her for her. Her friends understood, well, at least she thought they did, until they made her the laughing stock of the school by exposing her secrets. News travels fast, they say. It's true, soon the whole city knew that she was a 15-year-old girl whose parents were in a different state. That all became a lie when her parents came to take her to NYC. They always told her she needed to be independent. Now they come back to ‘help’ her. The irony is that she was supposed to have become independent when they went on trips for months with her siblings and never took her along. She hated her mother because she left her alone for so many years and she was forced to work for my aunt until she was 15, then she got a real job. She was an assistant interior designer. She taught herself how to read and write, as well as how to speak to people. She didn't need them then and she doesn't need them now. They called her a freak because she told them that she could speak to ghosts. She was thinking of my escape plan as she was walking to the mall, but on the way she saw a man who looked like he was speaking to himself, but as she took a close look, a blue-ish, white light shone on his clothes. She leaned in and he was talking to a woman. He seemed to think that she wasn't there and not listening, but she was.

"Umm, sir?"

"Yeah kid, what do you need?"

She wanted to say "Your sister says you should get vegetables instead of ice cream," but she didn't. Instead, she asked him why he was talking to himself so loudly. He told her that although he knew that she might not believe him, he could see ghosts. She wanted to tell him that she could as well, but something told her that he couldn't and he was trying to make her confess. She ran away pretending to be afraid. She had developed really good hearing over the past 14 years, so she listened and watched to see what he would do next.

He picked up his phone and dialed a long number.

"It's not her, she was afraid when I told her."

"Impossible, I've watched her for 5 years, she must've been acting." A deep voice resounded from the phone.

"Should I follow her and find out then?"

"No, if she caught on to you, then she would be expecting you to follow."

"Right, I'll lay off for now then."

As he turned to leave the store, "S" hid behind the building. The man felt as if someone was watching him. He stared at the building, but without seeing anything, he shrugged and left. "S" went back home with chills snaking down her spine, causing her hands to shake even as she entered her home. She sank down against the door as she remembered that she hadn't even got her food. She rubbed her head in an attempt to get rid of her horrid headache. After multiple failed attempts to get the pain to go away, she decided to just take pain killers. She turned on her TV to hear that there were people pretending to see ghosts to kidnap kids and that anyone with info should call 9-1-1. She vividly remembered the face of the man she saw as well as his voice, so she decided to call.