Chapter 7

The truth

I stood there taking in all the Maka told me. I can't believe this, it can't be. It is all a fantasy. Maka stood there watching me pace back and forth. I didn't know how to deal with this.

"I am not real Soul; I'm nothing more than a phantom." Maka words replayed over and over in my head like a broken record. I look over at Maka, her green eyes piercing through my damaged soul, or what was left of it. A distance scream grew louder and louder bringing me to my begans to slowly fade away.

"Maka don't go." She couldn't hear me. I couldn't take the noise it kept getting louder and louder. I thought my ears were going to pop. The walls started closing on me, getting closer and closer.

"Somebody save me from this nightmare." I was about to give up but decided to look up one last time. I saw my friends wait. I push through the loud noise and rise to my feet. I started walking towards them but it seem like I was getting nowhere. I started running but it was no use because I running down a never ending hall. Then I blacked out. _

I woke in a hospital, confused, upset, overflowing with emotions. Is this real is this finally real. I look around everybody was sleep. She was nothing more than a phantom. I whisper to myself. Patty moves around on the conch. This is real I am real Maka is not.

Steven King said:

" Monsters are real and ghost are real too, sometimes they live inside us, and sometimes they win". This time I won.

I hope you guys liked it, I'm sorry its short.