The Ghost Junkies: A Young Adult Paranormal Thriller by Elizabeth J. Rekab

Author:Elizabeth J. Rekab [Rekab, Elizabeth J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Phoenix Crest Publishing
Published: 2021-09-11T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 15

The ghost high (and the high of my almost-kiss with Seth) is short-lived, because I have another nightmare that night. My head barely hits the pillow and sleep overtakes me within seconds which isn’t like me at all. I’m an insomniac in the making who often requires five tosses, four turns, and one pee break before sleep finally arrives. But not tonight.

In my dream, I’m standing in front of a house that looks oddly familiar. A big house with the old Southern style columns, a large wraparound porch, and rocking chairs. But when I enter, the home feels so empty, so cold, so... eerie.

As I move across the hard flooring and up a set of steps lined with a fancy railing, I realize it’s the same home I saw in my dream before. I recognize the first room on the right. As before, it’s dark and decorated with posters of bands I don’t know on the walls, its shelves filled with thick, old books possessing strange titles.

The same man shouts in my face again, shoving me, droplets of spit hitting my cheek. I’m clutching the same knife, only this time, a woman comes into view. She screams in horror. My stomach twists in knots because I instinctively know what’s about to happen. The knife in my hand is a curved, black-handled one with strange symbols carved into the handle. It flies through the air with ease, gliding through flesh like butter. Gasps and shrieks ring out on an endless loop until there’s silence, until I become vaguely aware that someone else has entered the room and is speaking to me. But it’s all too late. My hands are covered in blood and my knife seeks someone else now, and then there’s a deafening pop and I feel blinding pain in my gut.

I look down in shock; I think I’ve been shot. So, this is what it’s like to die, to feel the light leave you—if there was any light to begin with. A faceless someone hovers over me as I draw my last, aching breath...

I wake up with a start, sitting straight up in bed.

“Well, that was unexpected,” I whisper in the darkness, pushing some sweaty hair from my face as my pulse fights to return to normal.

I’ve never had dreams quite so vivid or bloody before. They definitely seem like memories, but if that’s the case, whose are they?

More importantly, who’s sitting on my bed right now?

As my eyes adjust to the darkness, I realize the end of my mattress is depressed and a human-shaped shadow lingers there. I should be screaming in terror like a normal person, but this barely fazes me now. Just another day in Mel land.

I flick on the light on my night stand—knocking over the Artax figurine Aaron had given me in the process—and realize my necklace is lying beside me on the mattress. It must’ve gotten yanked off while I was tossing and turning during my nightmare. Hence the ghost visitor.

“Nice night,” the ghost says from her position perched at the edge of my bed.

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