It was the night, we all knew it would come… But something felt wrong there was something inside my heart kept on thinking “You are the one”. I did not know what would happen if I took one more step, I felt locked, trapped in a tight room with no windows suffocating half to death.
My name is Samantha Smith, and I can see ghosts.
Back than I had no idea I held such power or you could call it a curse. I lived in a quiet neighborhood where nothing ever happened, nothing. And to add on to that I was home schooled and almost always had a baby sitter. So as you can tell I’m not much of a people’s person,