THIS STORY IS MORE CHILL, BUT ALSO WARNING FOR EXPLICIT VIOLENCE

In my room.

Taking my time on the road back home, walking like the fag that I am. Another awful day at school, but whatever. Maybe if I go back home more quickly the trip will be more acceptable in some way.

I arrive home, of course there’s no one there. Need an explanation? Search about the fire at the end of 19XX you probably know me for that, or don’t, but that’s literally the most important thing that happened in my life, and also the worst.

I go to my room, quietly, like if there was someone I don't want to upset, is not the case, I’m just used to walk like this when I don’t have my shoes on. I lay in bed, thinking and hoping for all the tension in my body to leave. I start playing with my hair, to bite my lip until it bleeds and just when I’m going to “play with myself” a little bit more. I listen. I listen a tap. At first I thought of a bird that just hit my window, but just when I stopped being concerned about that nitid sound, the tap came again. “Tap tap” … There is no way a bird could make a sound so precise. Upset, I go back to having my feet on the floor. Waiting for that sound again. Now, I sense a big cold sensation overflowing my body. It kinda smells like mint, which is weird because my room usually stinks.

I start to panic a bit. But then. I watch something else in the mirror in front of me. There was a hand, a slender, skinny and pale hand, it wasn’t exactly white, it was more like some lavender-ish grey. “Hello?” I started stuttering. Was that a lady’s voice? It sounded so real. “Hello?” She repeated herself. While stuttering I could answer at least “Who are you?” “My name is… Espectra. May I enter?” “Of… Course.” I smirked. She was absolutely gorgeous. Her eyes were not visible, but her hair left a smell more pure than the fresh air at the beach. Her whole appearance was ethereal. She lend me a hand. I took her. It was cold as ice, that thing in my room isn’t a human. But I don’t care. I fell for her the moment I heard her voice. It’s just hypnotic.

We talked for a while, especially me because when she spoke, she left a cold breath with her words. Normally I hate cold weather, but I can make an exception for her. I told her things about my life, and what stuff I like and some things like this. She always understands me, just laughs when I tell jokes and watches me with that pair of black without sighing eyes.

The next days were also like this. It was like going to therapy but without prescripted drugs, just pure love. Everything went perfectly. All our dates were in my room, now our room. I refuse to let people know about this girl, so our dates will remain in my room. We were still talking, as always she didn’t say much, but it was worth the cold temperature in the room just to hear that angelic voice of hers. Sometimes we kissed each other, her crusty ghost lips are the best. The fact is, that I don’t care to be like this forever. I could get used to it. Very easily actually.

But the trouble started once the damn doorbell sounded one day that we’re having a date. I went to see who was it. The neighbor that I hate with all my soul, perfect. Just for that I have to leave my ghost girlfriend alone. What a waste, he should be dead. “He should be dead…” Suddenly, we got startled by the divine presence of Espectra. Of course, my neighbor got really scared. And then I laughed, but Espectra was completely silent and serious. She told me that she can’t be seen by other people that weren't myself. She will be in the mirror when all of this finishes, she will return to my arms again.

That same day, I grabbed a butcher’s knife, I put it in a bag along with other stuff for distracting the silhouette of the knife. First of all, was to make sure that no one is around when my neighbor opens the door. As soon as the door opened I had my knife in my back, grabbing it with just one hand. In a moment, when he was about to show me his house, his woman and kids included, I managed to cut with all my strength, a clean cut in the throat, almost ripped off his head fully. For major security, because I don’t know if his family will come after me, just in case, I decided to kill his wife and kids, same method for everyone.

Now is the easy part. I didn’t even shower, or tried to clean the blood stains on my body. Everything I care for now, is for my ghost. And then, I could hear that “tap tap” again. I smirked.