Knowing

A girl my age doesn't usually see ghosts. Guess I'm just lucky that way . I'm only 17 but my life is anything but normal...

"Jen" my mother yells up the stairs."time for school sweetie." I pull on my usual all black ensemble, some people would consider me goth ,but really I am just already enough of a beacon that I don't need bright color in my life . Today is the first day of senior year , I'm almost done . Once this year is over I can leave this town and never come back . I take one step out of my house and freeze , someone is here , watching me . I can feel it .