Chapter six
I turn slowly to look at the fuzzy image standing behind me. It is covered in lively light and I rub my eyes urgently to see what or who they are, but I just cannot believe my eye.
I try to move closer maybe to be able to look at her closely, but she lifts her right hand in a bid to stop me. I am dead scared, but when I see a smile etching her lips, I ease.
''Don't be scared, young girl. For I come in peace and I would love to leave in peace. I just cannot see you suffer, I cannot see you stressed up, and believe you me, seeing you here crying because you didn't come to an understanding with your mum makes me very unhappy.''
I don't believe this. Why would I be seeing an image of a dead woman? Am I being haunted or something? ''What do I do? I have tried pestering mum to tell me what she has …'' she cuts me off.
