Mist

I’m sixteen and I’ve had my license for a few months already and even though I’ve asked very nicely for a car, so far Kiran’s answer has been no. It’s not that he can’t afford it, he says I don’t deserve one. What does that mean? It’s probably all the shit I get into. I get my sarcasm from Jessica and I talk before I think. A little mischievous like my father. I still feel it’s unfair because Kiran had a car at sixteen and he gave Malachi his fair share of gray hair.So, here I am, waiting for the principal. I knew my father was on his way, I’d seen it and I would know for sure the moment he stepped through those big front doors. Kiran had an air about him. The other moms always smiled at him and Jessica says it’s because he used to be the Casanova of Seward. She still calls him Superstar and he always smiles because he knows more about that than we do. I guess some things should stay secret.“Kai,” Kiran said as he walked into the reception office and told Miss Harper he was there t

Six months later, Saga and I turned seventeen and we had a huge party down at the Point. The four of us, Gunnar, Saga, Kari and I always went everywhere together. We ate lunch together at school, had the same circle of friends and went to the same parties. Saga kept my secrets and I kept hers.We arrived at the Point, an hour late to our party. We liked to make an entrance. Gunnar and Kari drove behind me and Saga and parked next to me. Saga had her own car but for some reason she preferred to ride with me most of the time. She would drive herself only when she wanted to be alone, which didn’t happen very often.We got out of our cars and joined our friends on the beach. Some of them were already half drunk. I shook my head as Kari took my hand and I smiled at her as we headed toward the keg to get our own drinks. I’ve loved her for as long as I could remember. I knew how things worked, we would finish high school, go to college, get married and live happily ever after.Gunnar was fie

The next few months went by and Saga had become withdrawn and spent more and more time by herself. She got like that sometimes and I wasn’t particularly worried. She had these weird phases she went through and it was best to just leave her alone when she got like that. She started a club at school for girls and whenever I asked her about it, she removed the memory, so eventually I stopped asking.The last few weeks though, she seemed more like herself and I felt like I could breathe easier. She laughed and talked and it seemed that emotionally she’d moved on. I still felt guilty about what had happened to her. She was my sister, I’d always feel guilty about it.What happened to Saga had affected me as well and it had taken me weeks to be myself again. I was constantly looking over my shoulder, wondering when the police would barge into our house and arrest me for murder.As the days passed though, I relaxed and slowly but surely I became myself again, much to Adara’s dismay. We didn’t

I shrugged and headed to my bedroom. There was a girl sitting on my bed and she watched me as I put my bag down next to my desk. She had deep purple marks around her neck and her eyes followed me as I moved around. She had probably hung herself.“What do you want?” I asked her.“She promised me that they would die,” she said and I turned to look at her.“I can’t let her keep that promise, it’s wrong,” I said and she stood up. Her face was inches from mine and I could smell the decay on her.“Then she’ll pay,” the girl said.“I can promise you that they’ll pay for what they did,” I said.“If you don’t keep this promise to my satisfaction, I’ll make you pay,” she said and pushed me up against the wall with her hand around my throat. She was strong and angry, her eyes were empty hollows of darkness, malicious and evil. She was gone in an instant and I stood against the wall and took a deep breath.Sometimes spirits want something from you and when they don’t get it, they get angry. What

We were sitting in class but I barely heard a word Mr. Jones was saying. I was lost in my own world, thinking about what to do with my life. Adara had made it clear that she wasn’t happy and that I would go to college, come hell or high water.Gunnar was bent over his desk, his phone on his lap and mine vibrated in my pocket. I took it out and opened my text messages.Gunnar: The nurse just sent Kari home. She says she’s not feeling well.I nodded my head but I didn’t reply. Kari had been acting very differently toward me the last few weeks. I had no idea why and to top it all off, she was ignoring my calls and texts. Saga turned to look at me questioningly and I shrugged and forwarded the message to her. She nodded her head as well, as Mr. Jones continued to ramble on in front of the board.Kari had been there for me when I struggled with my guilt over what happened to Saga, but the difference was that I talked to her. She was pushing me out and I was getting pissed off with her beha