#callachat

Death wasn't what she had expected, it was lonelier. She walked around no one knowing she was there. She thought maybe she would see her mother again, maybe she would be happy. Instead she walked the earth alone no one seeing her, acting as if she wasn't really there. And truth be told, she might as well not have been. No one saw her, no one knew she was there. They walked right through her, leaving Calla feeling empty and lonely. She missed people, she missed talking to them. 

"Oh wow, like hi. I didn't expect to like see you again."

She had been watching for weeks now. Silently following him, learning his pattern to know the exact time that it would be perfect to grab him. Hiding behind the car she waited till he passed before she came out. "Oh wow excuse me like my car won't start do you think you can like maybe look at it?"

She didn't mean to run into the stranger. She had just been gazing up at the clouds her mind whirling that she didn't even notice the stranger till she back up into them. She turned around staring up at them "Oh like wow, I'm like sorry."

She couldn't remember the last time she saw any sort of light. Stuck in the continues darkness of the basement she was forced to live in. Her father always saying it was to protect her, but she wasn't stupid. He was using her as leverage in case they got caught. Plus she knew to much as it is, though apparently he had a soft spot for family not wanting to kill his own daughter. Sitting in the corner of the basement her gaze just looking ahead into nothing.

"Why can't they just leave me alone?"

"Isn't it strange how we only see what we want to see." The ghost girl mused to herself figuring no one could hear her. "We are so blind to things that are right in front of us."