You’re P.O.V

Being alone is not at all that bad because you get to discover more about yourself and who you really are, don’t get me wrong I would love to have friends I mean who wouldn’t? I guess I just don’t fit in too well around here.

Sometimes I feel like I am being watched from behind, but when I look behind no one is there. Do you think that, that is weird? I do.

 It kinda feels like as if your parents don’t trust you and they hired someone to watch what you are doing.

 Its 8:30 pm to be exact I’m still here at school looking for my art book. I distinctly remember taking and putting in it my bag but when I got the bus stop I looked through my bag and it wasn’t there.

 It’s weird because this has been happening for the past 4 days only after that day when I saw that boy walking around the school.

 He looked lonely like as if no one saw him, like as if he was a ghost. PFFFFT what am I thinking there are no such things as ghosts

Still looking for my art book, I have looked through all 4 art rooms but I still can’t find my book.

 I knew where it would be, it would be in the cafeteria and then there would be arrows pointing to the gym which I would follow and then there would be 1 rose on the floor with a note that said collet 5 roses and you will get to know who I am.

Each time I get a rose its says ‘good job you have 3 to go’ or ‘awesome you not only have 2 left are you anxious to know who I am?’

Btu this time it was different because today was the fifth day and this mysterious person said that on the 5th day I would get to see who they are.

I was so anxious when I was about to push the gym door open when I felt a cold gush of air fly past me.

I shivered thinking wether that boy who I thought was a ghost was around watching me.

I pushed the door open only to see no one in the gym except for another rose and another note.

“I guess I was played” I said out loud with a sigh

I picked up the note and the rose

‘I know that I have not showed myself yet but I will in 3,2,1 …turn around’

I turned around to see a figure sitting on the stairs with yet another rose on his hand

“Who are you?” I asked

“I’m the guy that only you see all over the school” he looked at the rose “the boy you believe is a ghost”

“So you are not a ghost then and you are actually human?” I took slow steps to him

“I never said that I was either” he smile in a creepy wa