Kimberly leapt out of bed, her breath coming in quick, shallow bursts. The writing on her arm glowed faintly in the dim light of her room.
She rushed to the bathroom, desperate to verify what she had seen. Standing before the mirror, she turned her right arm slowly, her fingers trembling.
She squinted at the inscription. "The light that shines in you is too great for there to be any way to conceal you. Raise yourself and become the person you already are!" Her voice quivered as she read it aloud.
Her reflection stared back, wide-eyed and pale. What does this mean? she wondered, her mind racing.
"Could it be another ghost?" she whispered. Her heart thudded loudly in her chest as she searched her surroundings. There was no sign of a spirit, but her fear remained.
"No," Kimberly muttered, shaking her head firmly. "This can't be a ghost. This… this writing feels different. Like a message."
