Novel & Cerita Ghosts Ellie Goulding

I had to work to focus on the man strapped to a chair in front of me. Snake blubbering in the chair beside him wasn’t helping. Ghost was shaking his head. “Subject Thirty-Eight—” I stilled. “My name is Elara.” I turned my back on him, my gaze meeting Gavin’s. He held it for a beat, then looked over my shoulder at someone. He gave them a small nod, and seconds later the coppery tang of blood filled the air. Ghost made a wet, gurgling sound, then fell silent.

She sat up, her limbs trembling. She walked to the bathroom. She didn't turn on the water. She looked at the mirror. There was no ghost. No John. But tucked into the corner of the frame, hidden behind the silvering, was a small, fiber-optic cable. It wasn't connected to the Silas grid. It was pulsing with a blue light. TAP. TAP. TAP. The sound came from inside the wall. Elara leaned her forehead against the glass. "I know you're there, John," she whispered. "And I know what you want."

Ella was still a girl who does not have much strength so that helps. "Excuse me. I am sorry to bother you at this moment, you are Pia, right?" I stand at the distance and made my presence known. Pia was stunned. "...You can see me?" "I am a ghost like you. Can we talk?" Pia hesitated. She was guarded. She just recently died so she must be cautious about everything. Especially in this world of the dead. "It's about Ella. I am also a person who was victimized by her."

I gave her a small smile. " I saw Mofe walking out, is all good?" I nod. "She went to the bathroom". "Okay, then, I'll be back soon". I nod and out my airpods on, my phone dinged. I clicked on the album by Joeboy that Tochi shared with me on Spotify. The beat flooded my ears making me a sudden saccharine rush. I felt a sudden relieve something i haven't felt in totality since that night after socials but that was soon gone when from the wall facing me emerged Lola's ghost. Everything around her was a blur, she was the only clear thing in sight. She had let her high bun out in a fro. Do ghosts change their looks?

, I ask, and Elliot looks at me nodding. “That’s a fucking good question, I have been digging since you asked me yesterday and I can’t find shit about her, not even a birth certificate, it’s like she's a fucking ghost”, Elliot says, and I laugh out loud, hard. “Why are you laughing?”, Ashley asks and I take a deep breath. “Just typical, the girl is a ghost, and I am the one ending up married to her, I think it’s kind of poetic. The killer and the ghost”, I blurt it out but no one laughs except for me. Again.

They didn’t always understand, but they knew. “It’s nothing,” she replied, forcing her voice into a calm, even tone. “Just a dream that hasn’t left my mind yet. It felt… too real.” Her gaze darted past them, scanning the yard, the fence line, and the shaded corners near the house. The female ghost was gone. Vanished like a soap bubble on the wind—there one terrifying moment, absent the next. Eloise closed her eyes and drew in a slow, deliberate breath, trying to steady the frantic rhythm of her heart.

We escorted each other and everyone reached home safely. "Lone have you find your wrist watch?", Reen asked aloud and everybody who was in the house heard it. "Not yet, it's still missing " i answered in an unhappy voice. I shut my bedroom door and i laid myself on the bed trying to relax, then i heard my phone ringing, i thought it was the stranger but he wasn't the one calling,it was my girlfriend Ellen. Before i answered the call, she quickly stoped it and then she sent a text message saying that she miss me and i texted back that i miss her too .

Crystal tried saying but then the person who had picked up the call interrupted. “This is the phone of a dead human, please come help your family at the train station!” immediately the call ended. Crystal paused for a while wondering what she had just heard the other person say. She was only twelve years old and losing her parents wasn’t something she wished for. She sat down slowly on the couch and different thoughts popped into her head as tears ran down from eyes soaking her clothes. “My parents are dead” she mumbled looking lost alone in the house. After few minutes, she couldn’t take it anymore. She stood up from the couch , grabbed her bag from her room and left for the train station.

Elliot said explaining everything he founded "Who could she be then, A ghost?" I asked Elliot and he smiled at what I said "Well, I'm sure she's not a ghost, but whatever she was involved in made sure she was turned into a ghost."Elliot said and I nodded thinking "Who are you Sarah Jordan? What on earth are you hiding? What could be it that you were involved in which made you lose your life, and all the information about you? What made you turn into a ghost? Why are you making this hard for me huh? Why on earth do I feel I'm connected to all this? I have to find you Sarah Jordan. I have to." All these questions kept wandering around my head and I can't find a single answer to any of the ques

He stood straight with a serious face as he began his explanation. "Ghosts are the souls of dead humans who... well, aren't ready to rest in peace. They don't have powers. All they can do is move from one place to another without being seen. Well, not by everyone though." "But... if you're a demon, why then are you in this form?" She couldn't help but ask.