this morning #660.

this morning, this house was full of ghosts mostly from the darker parts of her past. though she didn’t really believe in them, their presence made sense. spirits from the lighter times in her life had no reason to hang around. in retrospect, moving into her deceased parents’ home wasn’t the best way to avoid painful memories. spirits of long-ago arguments & upheavals hid around every corner, waiting to mess with her emotions. as she got dressed, she felt like she was being watched, perhaps by a dirty old uncle or the boy next door. both tried to take her virginity. in time, both met violent ends. initially, this was satisfying but now she knew their physical forms weren’t what really haunted her.