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Spirits and Salvation - A Supernatural Tale of Friendship and Protection · Shallow Nights: Scary Bedtime Stories

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  My story starts out rather normally.
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  I guess it's because I grew up normally at first.
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  I guess some would call me sheltered in my earlier years,
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  but that's no crime. I had my friends.
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  I went to a somewhat small school in a predominantly rich
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  white neighborhood. We weren't Snooty or anything,
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  but just sheltered. I didn't care.
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  I came home one day to see my mother in tears.
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  I instantly thought the worst, but I was wrong.
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  I guess I got that from her, always thinking the worst had
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  happened. It didn't seem so bad.
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  We were moving. I was told I didn't know
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  anything about good or bad areas.
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  Like I said, I was sheltered. Apparently there were things
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  they were not telling me though. In a week I went from my cozy,
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  friendly, upscale neighborhood with a small school where
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  everybody knows each other to a number school that had bars on
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  the windows and guards at the doors.
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  To this day I think the other kids could smell the fear on me.
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  My first week found me getting mugged and bullied about 6
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  times. It's been a while, I don't
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  remember exactly. Whatever the number, it was a
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  bit traumatizing for someone like me.
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  As a kid, I withdrew harshly. I didn't seek out human
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  interaction, didn't want anything to do with others.
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  As far as I knew, life was over. I wanted to go home. 10 months
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  of no interaction would make people go crazy I guess.
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  I assure you that was not the case.
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  They say children are more susceptible to spirits and
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  ghosts and the like. There's no real proof of that,
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  but all I knew was that I needed someone.
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  I was too far from home and lonely.
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  I remember nights alone in my room, wishing for someone,
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  anyone to talk to. Perhaps that was what drew her
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  to me. Or should I save what drew us
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  together? No normal person would welcome
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  the interaction of something as scary as a ghost, especially at
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  my age, right? It was faint at first.
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  I called for someone and felt a coldness on my shoulder.
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  I'd place my hand on it and feel someone with me.
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  It got stronger the more I tried to interact.
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  Maybe my desperation made me more open to that sort of thing.
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  I called, more and more excited that someone was able to listen
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  to me. I heard it.
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  Barely. A girl's voice.
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  I'm here with you. It was an eerie whisper, an
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  eerie voice, but it was the most comforting thing I've ever heard
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  as someone in that position. There was something about her
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  voice that reminded me of everything I'd missed from my
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  real home. After days, her voice became
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  clearer. I spoke with her as I would
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  speak with someone I've known for years.
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  I told her my problems, my pathetic, childish woes.
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  I guess as petty as they were, it created the despair inside of
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  me that she wished to alleviate. We finally moved back near my
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  original home. My parents were worried about me
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  and somehow got us back to where we lived, back with my old
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  friends and the like. Have you ever been so immersed
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  in something new that you almost become obsessed with it and
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  ignore the rest of your life until you figure it out?
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  Well, that's the only way to explain it.
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  She came with me, and I didn't need anyone else.
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  I was determined to grow closer with her.
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  I'd shut off all of the lights, sit alone in the dark as I tried
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  any way I could to see her. The faint glow of a poorly
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  sealed door leaked through. Eventually, I saw it.
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  It was like smoke, but it seemed to be attached to me.
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  I saw her. I felt like she was an Angel.
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  The adoring companion that got me through such a hard time was
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  beautiful. I felt blessed.
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  I'm sure you're expecting her to be some sort of demon, but
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  that's just not the case. I know her as well as I know
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  myself, skeptics be damned. I've seen something worth
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  fearing, though. It's the reason I'm here today
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  telling you my story. Something I've learned in my
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  discussions with her is that possessions are real, but not
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  exactly in the way movies depict them.
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  You'd never know someone was possessed.
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  Perhaps someone close to them would sense something was off,
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  or sense a change in personality, but possessions are
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  really quite silent. They happen when a ghost, if you
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  will, become so upset, so unaccepting of their own death
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  that they'd kill to have even a taste of life back.
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  One must be so hateful, so envious, that their very eyes
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  are said to turn a sickly green. I've seen it.
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  I refuse to believe that my connection with her attracted
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  the very ghost that desired my flesh, but I wouldn't care if it
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  were true. It happened, though.
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  Another ghost. I didn't feel the sense of
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  astonishment I felt with my ghost.
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  It was fear. Of course, I wasn't familiar
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  with the true details of possession, but when you see a
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  ghost with piercing, disgusting green eyes, you don't care to
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  find out what it wants. I don't remember much else about
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  what it looked like aside from that main detail.
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  It was large both in height and width, but shapeless.
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  There was no human figure to it, nothing even resembling anything
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  I've seen before. It was amorphous, but constantly
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  changing itself aside from the eyes.
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  To call them paralyzing would be an understatement.
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  I didn't feel myself getting sleepy.
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  I felt myself dying. My every sense, every emotion,
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  every thought was being dulled. It was as if everything about me
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  was drowning in a black lake, like a car failing to start.
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  I felt my life begin to flash before my blackening eyes,
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  before the visions decayed into nothingness as my vision dimmed
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  to the point where nothing was visible, the last thing I was
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  somehow able to remember was her light was the next thing that I
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  saw. It was through my closed
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  eyelids, but I could feel again like taking a deep breath after
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  being underwater for so long. Everything felt vivid.
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  I felt my own hands, my face and looked around.
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  The evil spirit was nowhere to be found.
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  I only saw her, my own guardian Angel.
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  I had never been so happy, so full of life, just seeing her
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  there and knowing somehow that she had saved me.
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  I asked what happened and she educated me about possessions.
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  The bond between us kept anything from claiming me.
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  At least, that was basically how she explained it.
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  All I know is that I'm safe and feeling more alive than ever,
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  and it's all because of her. I may never be fully able to
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  lose the fear that tainted me that night, but it also allowed
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  me to experience things in ways I've never felt them before.
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  It simply feels good to be alive as I sit here telling you this
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  tale. Trembling at certain haunting
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  parts, she stands behind me. Her hand on my shoulder steadies
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  me through the chilling memories as the words appear on my glossy
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  screen before me. I can see her reading the story
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  as I share it with you in my own words.
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  The reflection allows me to look up occasionally and see my Angel
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  chasing the freshly appearing words with her eyes, her sickly
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  green eyes.