The story of 3 ghost children (1)

Pain is all I feel

Tokiko's POV

I wish I had my head and tongue back...if I did that would be great but then Sachiko would be mad at me. I can't even talk anymore but I can think things but it's not the same as talking. I miss my parents, I miss being alive, I miss eating and drinking. As ghosts we can't really do anything the living can except feel pain. I still feel the pain of my head being cut off.

I walked around until I found a classroom, my classroom. I went to heavenly host elementary but then it was closed down after our deaths. I opened the door slightly and checked to see if anyone was in here, I have my own way of seeing, I feel the vibrations. No one was in here so I walked in and shut the door behind me and then walked over to my old desk, it still had my name tag but it was all worn out now. I looked inside my desk which had a little toy I used to bring to school, I grabbed the little toy and stared at it, it brought back many memories of when I was alive. I then placed it on my desk and then I sat in a corner and thought about things.

After time passed I stood up and brushed myself off since it's dusty in that corner. I walked out of the classroom and felt the darkening soon take over. Kill..kill..KILL ! I brought out my scissors and went in search of people.