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The "Crazy" Ghost Girl. (Part One)
A short story.
Everything was normal in my life. I was kind of just like everyone else. I like to keep to myself, I have good grades, I just started highschool. Except there was one thing that made me different... I see ghosts, spirits, the supernatural whatever you want to call it. I know what you're thinking before you judge, hear me out. It all started in 2nd grade when my older brother died in an accident. I would see him, he would read me bedtime stories and everything. I would tell my parents about it all the time but they would just say “Shes griefing.” I started to believe them too. I convinced myself I was griefing then eventually he slowly faded away. But then I started seeing people everywhere that weren't there. I would point to the people and everyone would tell me they weren't there. Around 5th grade my mom told me it was about time I stopped having “imaginary friends.” I decided it would be easier on everyone if I just shut my mouth. Sometimes it would be hard to tell who was human and who was a spirit. Which got me named “Hailey The School Freak” which didn't bother me that much. I don't really have friends, at least human ones. I have a spirit friend named Pablo. He's pretty chill. He shows up whenever and we go on adventures through the woods sometimes.
He's been around for about 3 years now so we're close. My parents get worried about me sometimes. I've talked about Pablo so much but they dont know he's a spirit. They tell me he should come over sometime little do they know he's sitting on the counter right next to them.
So tomorrow my parents arranged for me to go to a Therapist. I'm probably just gonna lie and say yeah im happy im fine like every time i've been sent to a therapist.
It was about 3rd period when the announcements said “Send Hailey Crook To The Councillor.” I got up and grabbed my things and went down there. I walked in and it was a new lady this time around her 50’s. The councilors office always confused me their was so many toys and childish decorations on the wall. “Hello Hailey thankyou for seeing me today” I just smiled. “I've been reading through your files-” When anyone says they've read my files i know they think i'm crazy. That file is filled with so many disorders I stopped counting at this point. “I see you have a lot on your mind you know nobody knows what happens in this room.” They say that every time but yet there's still a hidden camera in the corner of the room. “I'm all good thankyou for the concern” I said getting up “Ms.Crook you're not allowed to leave until your hour is up. “Tell me about your day.” At that moment a man walked in but the counselor didn't seem to notice him so I figured he's a spirit.
I tried to ignore him but he sat there talking and talking and poking me. “You look frustrated Hailey” she said to me while writing something down. “Im just tired I stayed up late watching tv.” One fact that most people get wrong about spirits is that they can't hurt you. They can ive had multiple broken arms and scars to prove it. Right now the only thing I had on my mind is how sore my arm was getting from him poking me. I tried to listen and be normal listening to the councillor speak but I lost it. I turned next to me and yelled “Shut the fuck up!” the man got mad and pushed my chair and then he left. The counselor was genuinely concerned as I got up from the floor. “Who were you talking too?” she said picking up her pen waiting for a response. “Did you not see him push my chair?!” she stared at me “I saw you tip your chair. Who is he?” Sometimes I wonder about the human population. “Nobody nevermind” I picked up my bag and opened the door “Hailey our time isn't up!” I just left I know I would probably have to go back there again tomorrow but oh well. I went to class and continued my day. Then after school I got on the bus and went home. When I got to my street Pablo was sitting outside waiting for me. I got off the bus “Hailey how was the councilor?” he asked getting up and walking with me “I blew it i'm probably classified as crazy now.” “Weren't you already?” “Hey!” I said shoving him.
I told him all about what happened but when we got back to my house there were vans outside. “Pablo what's going on?” “I don't know they weren't here when I left.” we both looked at eachother confused then I opened the door. There were a lot of men and women sitting in the living room. My mom stood up “Oh Hailey sweetie come have a seat” she said while dragging me to the living room. “Mom who are all these people?” I sat down in a chair and Pablo sat next to me. “Hello Hailey” one of the women in a nurses outfit said “We heard that you were hurting yourself.” To anyone that didnt understand my situation it probably did look like that. I have so many scratches up and down my arm. I was still confused but then everything made sense when I saw a folder that said Haley Crooks Classified File. “Were going to take you to a nice place where you are free to do whatever you wanna do.” Did they think I was stuipid? Pablo looked towards me and said, “You can't go to an asylum!” “I'm not going!” I said standing up “Unfortunately Hailey it's not an option. we already have permission from your parents.” I stared at my mom with disbelief at this point there was only one thing to do. Run. I swung open the door and ran faster than I ever have before. Pablo was right beside me and the 2 men were only a couple feet behind. I dont know how far I ran but then I tripped over a tree log and fell. “Get up hurry!” Pablo yelled trying to help me up. I finally got back up but it was too late.
By the time I started running again a man grabbed the hood from my hoodie and I fell to the ground. “Let go of her!” Pablo tried pushing them off of me and I tried punching and kicking trying to get free. But by the time I knew it all the group of people were surrounding me. They got me in a straight jacket and pulled me to the van. I still tried to get free but it was too late they shut the doors of the van and I was alone. I don't know what had happened to Pablo or if he would show up again. I screamed in the back of the van “We need to go back and get Pablo! Please turn back! I'll be nice I promise!” But they didn't turn back, they just continued driving, not even caring. It took a while but the van finally stopped and the doors opened. I was mad. They grabbed me out and walked me through the gates. They took all my jewelry and clothes. They took my picture and I did look psychotic. They put me in a room that was sort of nice I guess. They locked my door and said “When you're ready to be a team player you can come out.” I layed in the bed hoping Pablo would show up some time. A new lady came in and she seemed nice “Hi Hailey i'm going to be your guide whenever you need something. I'll be here for you.” “ Do you think i'm crazy?” I said sitting up. “No, the door is unlocked if you want to come out.” she said smiling while leaving maybe if I just stayed in here then I couldnt fuck anything up.
I sat in the room and watched the sun go down through the barred windows. A man went down all the halls locking all the doors and the lights shut off. I wasn't scared it was hard to be scared after you've been through what I have.
It was morning time and all the lights were on and the lady from before came back in. “Hey how was your night?” I didn't say anything, I just stared at her. “You're open to try new activities and interactions today, a new start!” She said excitedly then sat on the corner of the bed. “I know it’s hard to be here. But the more you participate and make friends the earlier you'll be able to leave.” “Ok” she got up and left. I can participate. There's gotta be something interesting in this place. I got up and looked out the doors and just wandered around. The people here seemed to be in their own little worlds. Does walking up and down the halls count as participating? I tried to wave or say hi to some people but they didn't respond, they just continued what they were doing. I'm giving up. I'm just gonna chill in my room. I walked back to my room and a boy stood in the doorway. “You're the new kid right?” “yeah, excuse me” I said, pushing past him to get in my room. I couldn't tell if he was human yet usually there is some sort of indication. Whether they use old words you normally didn't use nowadays, or they would just disappear you just had to pay attention. “My name's Jake” he said, still leaning on the door frame. “Hailey,” I said, making my bed.
“So Hailey what are you in here for?” “I was classified as crazy.” “Aren't we all” he said coming in and sitting on the chair in the corner of the room. “What are you in here for?” I asked “Being suicidal basically. I told you why i'm crazy so why are you?” I'm sure he was human at this point. “They think i'm suicidal” “Well, are you?” “No the spirits hurt me and everyone thinks I do it to myself.” He didn't seem to be surprised which I thought was odd. “Can I see?” “I guess” That's a weird question to ask, I thought. I lifted up my sleeve and there were all the scars and words carved into my arms. “Does it hurt when they do this to you?” he said looking at my arms “You believe me?” I said pulling my sleeves back down. “Yeah why wouldn't I?” “Well we are in an asylum” “You believed me when I said I was in here for being suicidal didn't you? How do you know I was telling the truth?” “I guess you're right.” He asked me more questions and I asked him questions. We got to know each other really well. “So can you talk to any ghosts?” “Yeah usually.” “Could you try and talk to my mom?” “Yeah sure, can you get off the bed I need space for her.” “Yeah sure” he got off the bed and nervously stood there. “Dont freak out or you'll scare her away. no matter what happens don't let her know you're scared.”
He nodded. I sat in the middle of the bed, closed my eyes and concentrated. I searched for Jake's mom. It took me a while but she showed up.
I realise that it's not normal to basically summon spirits in the middle of an asylum but here we are. I opened my eyes and she was standing at the end of the bed confused. “Are you Jake's mom?” “Yes, who are you? Where am I?” she said looking around. “My name's Hailey I brought you here-” “Can you see her?” Jake said anxiously looking around. “Yes, wait. I brought you here because Jake wanted to talk to you.” “That's not Jake, Jakes 11.” she said looking at him. Everything she said I translated to Jake sense he couldn't see her. “Mom I wanted you to know that I love you and I miss you. It's been hard without you sometimes but I always remember our days together.” They both stood there processing what was going on. “I knew you would be a handsome young man.” she said crying while putting her hand on his face I translated it to Jake and he smiled. “Can I hug him?” she asked “yeah hang on.” I turned to Jake “She wants to hug you.” “Will i feel it?” “If you really believe she's here and you really believe she's hugging you then yes.” He nodded, and then his mom hugged him and he hugged her back. He really did believe he didn't think I was crazy that's a first. Then a random worker lady came in. “What is going on in here?” His mom vanished and Jake put his arms down quickly wiping a tear.
I made up a lie as quickly as I could. “We were acting parts out of movies like charades!” Jake nodded “Mhmm okay.” she said and left. “Is she gone?” “yeah” “well that was uhh really cool. Why don't you just do that to the therapist?” “They're going to think I'm more crazy if I tell them I want them to see a ghost.” He sat on the bed looking at me “They already think you're crazy. Hailey if you show them evidence that you're not crazy you can leave. Think about it.” He got up and left. Maybe he was right if I made a ghost appear right in front of their eyes they can't deny it. I thought about it all day then I had a plan.
The lady came in like she does every morning. “I saw you talking to Jake yesterday. He's an interesting boy.” “What do you mean interesting?” “Nothing dear.” I was really confused and it was silent for a second. Then she said “You have a visitor” I got up and followed her to the visiting room and I saw my mom sitting there. Then I saw Pablo sitting next to her! I missed his stuipid face and he saw me come in and he ran giving me a hug which knocked me over. I'm sure that looked really weird to regular people but I didn't care. The guard picked me up off the floor and I went and sat at the table across from my mom. “You look well” she said I really wasn't in the mood to talk to her yet. She looked at me “Oh Hailey why cant you be normal?” That sentence really broke me. I almost started crying.
“I don't know,” I said, quivering and holding back the tears. “I came here to tell you that, were not allowing you back home.” Was she serious?! “What do you mean youre not letting me home?!” “Calm down Hailey, we've arranged for you to go to a nice foster home when you're released.” Pablo sat there just as in shock as I was. “Good bye” I said getting up. “I'm not done talking to you” she said standing up “Well i'm done talking to you” “You're just going to leave?” she said slamming the table Pablo grabbed my hand “lets just go” I couldn't listen to him right now. “I'm going to leave? Me really? You are abandoning your child! Because I'm different you're just going to leave me in this world alone!” The guards came closer to me “I still love you” she said “Yeah well I don't love you!” Me and Pablo followed the guards back to my room and they locked the door because of my “aggressive behaviour.” I sat on my bed and began crying. Pablo sat next to me hugging me. “I'll never leave you Hailey. I'm going to be on this earth forever by your side.” Pablo died when he was 18. Spirit forms don't change so he will forever be 18. After I calmed down I told Pablo all about Jake and the plan I made. At this point it really didn't matter if I stayed here or got out. Either way I wasn't going to like where I was. A note slid under the door and Pablo picked it up. “It's from Jake,” he said, handing it to me. It said
“I heard what happened in the visiting room. Your mom seems pretty harsh. I heard you crying a couple hours ago. I hope you're alright. I also heard you talking to someone if its Pablo tell him I said hi and I would love to meet him. Love Jake.” That letter really did cheer me up a bit. I hid it under the mattress in case they tried to take it from me.
My plan for showing everyone that I'm not crazy was…Once they were all around I'm going to somehow get them all to see “my world.” Only one slight problem. I'm not really sure on how I'm supposed to get everyone to see them. Which means I needed help from someone normal, someone like Jake. I got a paper and pen and wrote Jake a letter.
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Everything was normal in my life. I was kind of just like everyone else. I like to keep to myself, I have good grades, I just started highschool. Except there was one thing that made me different... I see ghosts, spirits, the supernatural whatever you want to call it. I know what you're thinking before you judge, hear me out. It all started in 2nd grade when my older brother died in an accident. I would see him, he would read me bedtime stories and everything. I would tell my parents about it all the time but they would just say “Shes griefing.” I started to believe them too. I convinced myself I was griefing then eventually he slowly faded away. But then I started seeing people everywhere that weren't there. I would point to the people and everyone would tell me they weren't there. Around 5th grade my mom told me it was about time I stopped having “imaginary friends.” I decided it would be easier on everyone if I just shut my mouth. Sometimes it would be hard to tell who was human and who was a spirit. Which got me named “Hailey The School Freak” which didn't bother me that much. I don't really have friends, at least human ones. I have a spirit friend named Pablo. He's pretty chill. He shows up whenever and we go on adventures through the woods sometimes.
He's been around for about 3 years now so we're close. My parents get worried about me sometimes. I've talked about Pablo so much but they dont know he's a spirit. They tell me he should come over sometime little do they know he's sitting on the counter right next to them.
So tomorrow my parents arranged for me to go to a Therapist. I'm probably just gonna lie and say yeah im happy im fine like every time i've been sent to a therapist.
It was about 3rd period when the announcements said “Send Hailey Crook To The Councillor.” I got up and grabbed my things and went down there. I walked in and it was a new lady this time around her 50’s. The councilors office always confused me their was so many toys and childish decorations on the wall. “Hello Hailey thankyou for seeing me today” I just smiled. “I've been reading through your files-” When anyone says they've read my files i know they think i'm crazy. That file is filled with so many disorders I stopped counting at this point. “I see you have a lot on your mind you know nobody knows what happens in this room.” They say that every time but yet there's still a hidden camera in the corner of the room. “I'm all good thankyou for the concern” I said getting up “Ms.Crook you're not allowed to leave until your hour is up. “Tell me about your day.” At that moment a man walked in but the counselor didn't seem to notice him so I figured he's a spirit.
I tried to ignore him but he sat there talking and talking and poking me. “You look frustrated Hailey” she said to me while writing something down. “Im just tired I stayed up late watching tv.” One fact that most people get wrong about spirits is that they can't hurt you. They can ive had multiple broken arms and scars to prove it. Right now the only thing I had on my mind is how sore my arm was getting from him poking me. I tried to listen and be normal listening to the councillor speak but I lost it. I turned next to me and yelled “Shut the fuck up!” the man got mad and pushed my chair and then he left. The counselor was genuinely concerned as I got up from the floor. “Who were you talking too?” she said picking up her pen waiting for a response. “Did you not see him push my chair?!” she stared at me “I saw you tip your chair. Who is he?” Sometimes I wonder about the human population. “Nobody nevermind” I picked up my bag and opened the door “Hailey our time isn't up!” I just left I know I would probably have to go back there again tomorrow but oh well. I went to class and continued my day. Then after school I got on the bus and went home. When I got to my street Pablo was sitting outside waiting for me. I got off the bus “Hailey how was the councilor?” he asked getting up and walking with me “I blew it i'm probably classified as crazy now.” “Weren't you already?” “Hey!” I said shoving him.
I told him all about what happened but when we got back to my house there were vans outside. “Pablo what's going on?” “I don't know they weren't here when I left.” we both looked at eachother confused then I opened the door. There were a lot of men and women sitting in the living room. My mom stood up “Oh Hailey sweetie come have a seat” she said while dragging me to the living room. “Mom who are all these people?” I sat down in a chair and Pablo sat next to me. “Hello Hailey” one of the women in a nurses outfit said “We heard that you were hurting yourself.” To anyone that didnt understand my situation it probably did look like that. I have so many scratches up and down my arm. I was still confused but then everything made sense when I saw a folder that said Haley Crooks Classified File. “Were going to take you to a nice place where you are free to do whatever you wanna do.” Did they think I was stuipid? Pablo looked towards me and said, “You can't go to an asylum!” “I'm not going!” I said standing up “Unfortunately Hailey it's not an option. we already have permission from your parents.” I stared at my mom with disbelief at this point there was only one thing to do. Run. I swung open the door and ran faster than I ever have before. Pablo was right beside me and the 2 men were only a couple feet behind. I dont know how far I ran but then I tripped over a tree log and fell. “Get up hurry!” Pablo yelled trying to help me up. I finally got back up but it was too late.
By the time I started running again a man grabbed the hood from my hoodie and I fell to the ground. “Let go of her!” Pablo tried pushing them off of me and I tried punching and kicking trying to get free. But by the time I knew it all the group of people were surrounding me. They got me in a straight jacket and pulled me to the van. I still tried to get free but it was too late they shut the doors of the van and I was alone. I don't know what had happened to Pablo or if he would show up again. I screamed in the back of the van “We need to go back and get Pablo! Please turn back! I'll be nice I promise!” But they didn't turn back, they just continued driving, not even caring. It took a while but the van finally stopped and the doors opened. I was mad. They grabbed me out and walked me through the gates. They took all my jewelry and clothes. They took my picture and I did look psychotic. They put me in a room that was sort of nice I guess. They locked my door and said “When you're ready to be a team player you can come out.” I layed in the bed hoping Pablo would show up some time. A new lady came in and she seemed nice “Hi Hailey i'm going to be your guide whenever you need something. I'll be here for you.” “ Do you think i'm crazy?” I said sitting up. “No, the door is unlocked if you want to come out.” she said smiling while leaving maybe if I just stayed in here then I couldnt fuck anything up.
I sat in the room and watched the sun go down through the barred windows. A man went down all the halls locking all the doors and the lights shut off. I wasn't scared it was hard to be scared after you've been through what I have.
It was morning time and all the lights were on and the lady from before came back in. “Hey how was your night?” I didn't say anything, I just stared at her. “You're open to try new activities and interactions today, a new start!” She said excitedly then sat on the corner of the bed. “I know it’s hard to be here. But the more you participate and make friends the earlier you'll be able to leave.” “Ok” she got up and left. I can participate. There's gotta be something interesting in this place. I got up and looked out the doors and just wandered around. The people here seemed to be in their own little worlds. Does walking up and down the halls count as participating? I tried to wave or say hi to some people but they didn't respond, they just continued what they were doing. I'm giving up. I'm just gonna chill in my room. I walked back to my room and a boy stood in the doorway. “You're the new kid right?” “yeah, excuse me” I said, pushing past him to get in my room. I couldn't tell if he was human yet usually there is some sort of indication. Whether they use old words you normally didn't use nowadays, or they would just disappear you just had to pay attention. “My name's Jake” he said, still leaning on the door frame. “Hailey,” I said, making my bed.
“So Hailey what are you in here for?” “I was classified as crazy.” “Aren't we all” he said coming in and sitting on the chair in the corner of the room. “What are you in here for?” I asked “Being suicidal basically. I told you why i'm crazy so why are you?” I'm sure he was human at this point. “They think i'm suicidal” “Well, are you?” “No the spirits hurt me and everyone thinks I do it to myself.” He didn't seem to be surprised which I thought was odd. “Can I see?” “I guess” That's a weird question to ask, I thought. I lifted up my sleeve and there were all the scars and words carved into my arms. “Does it hurt when they do this to you?” he said looking at my arms “You believe me?” I said pulling my sleeves back down. “Yeah why wouldn't I?” “Well we are in an asylum” “You believed me when I said I was in here for being suicidal didn't you? How do you know I was telling the truth?” “I guess you're right.” He asked me more questions and I asked him questions. We got to know each other really well. “So can you talk to any ghosts?” “Yeah usually.” “Could you try and talk to my mom?” “Yeah sure, can you get off the bed I need space for her.” “Yeah sure” he got off the bed and nervously stood there. “Dont freak out or you'll scare her away. no matter what happens don't let her know you're scared.”
He nodded. I sat in the middle of the bed, closed my eyes and concentrated. I searched for Jake's mom. It took me a while but she showed up.
I realise that it's not normal to basically summon spirits in the middle of an asylum but here we are. I opened my eyes and she was standing at the end of the bed confused. “Are you Jake's mom?” “Yes, who are you? Where am I?” she said looking around. “My name's Hailey I brought you here-” “Can you see her?” Jake said anxiously looking around. “Yes, wait. I brought you here because Jake wanted to talk to you.” “That's not Jake, Jakes 11.” she said looking at him. Everything she said I translated to Jake sense he couldn't see her. “Mom I wanted you to know that I love you and I miss you. It's been hard without you sometimes but I always remember our days together.” They both stood there processing what was going on. “I knew you would be a handsome young man.” she said crying while putting her hand on his face I translated it to Jake and he smiled. “Can I hug him?” she asked “yeah hang on.” I turned to Jake “She wants to hug you.” “Will i feel it?” “If you really believe she's here and you really believe she's hugging you then yes.” He nodded, and then his mom hugged him and he hugged her back. He really did believe he didn't think I was crazy that's a first. Then a random worker lady came in. “What is going on in here?” His mom vanished and Jake put his arms down quickly wiping a tear.
I made up a lie as quickly as I could. “We were acting parts out of movies like charades!” Jake nodded “Mhmm okay.” she said and left. “Is she gone?” “yeah” “well that was uhh really cool. Why don't you just do that to the therapist?” “They're going to think I'm more crazy if I tell them I want them to see a ghost.” He sat on the bed looking at me “They already think you're crazy. Hailey if you show them evidence that you're not crazy you can leave. Think about it.” He got up and left. Maybe he was right if I made a ghost appear right in front of their eyes they can't deny it. I thought about it all day then I had a plan.
The lady came in like she does every morning. “I saw you talking to Jake yesterday. He's an interesting boy.” “What do you mean interesting?” “Nothing dear.” I was really confused and it was silent for a second. Then she said “You have a visitor” I got up and followed her to the visiting room and I saw my mom sitting there. Then I saw Pablo sitting next to her! I missed his stuipid face and he saw me come in and he ran giving me a hug which knocked me over. I'm sure that looked really weird to regular people but I didn't care. The guard picked me up off the floor and I went and sat at the table across from my mom. “You look well” she said I really wasn't in the mood to talk to her yet. She looked at me “Oh Hailey why cant you be normal?” That sentence really broke me. I almost started crying.
“I don't know,” I said, quivering and holding back the tears. “I came here to tell you that, were not allowing you back home.” Was she serious?! “What do you mean youre not letting me home?!” “Calm down Hailey, we've arranged for you to go to a nice foster home when you're released.” Pablo sat there just as in shock as I was. “Good bye” I said getting up. “I'm not done talking to you” she said standing up “Well i'm done talking to you” “You're just going to leave?” she said slamming the table Pablo grabbed my hand “lets just go” I couldn't listen to him right now. “I'm going to leave? Me really? You are abandoning your child! Because I'm different you're just going to leave me in this world alone!” The guards came closer to me “I still love you” she said “Yeah well I don't love you!” Me and Pablo followed the guards back to my room and they locked the door because of my “aggressive behaviour.” I sat on my bed and began crying. Pablo sat next to me hugging me. “I'll never leave you Hailey. I'm going to be on this earth forever by your side.” Pablo died when he was 18. Spirit forms don't change so he will forever be 18. After I calmed down I told Pablo all about Jake and the plan I made. At this point it really didn't matter if I stayed here or got out. Either way I wasn't going to like where I was. A note slid under the door and Pablo picked it up. “It's from Jake,” he said, handing it to me. It said
“I heard what happened in the visiting room. Your mom seems pretty harsh. I heard you crying a couple hours ago. I hope you're alright. I also heard you talking to someone if its Pablo tell him I said hi and I would love to meet him. Love Jake.” That letter really did cheer me up a bit. I hid it under the mattress in case they tried to take it from me.
My plan for showing everyone that I'm not crazy was…Once they were all around I'm going to somehow get them all to see “my world.” Only one slight problem. I'm not really sure on how I'm supposed to get everyone to see them. Which means I needed help from someone normal, someone like Jake. I got a paper and pen and wrote Jake a letter.
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