writings on the wall

Another addition of writings on the wall! So Happy Monday! Todays will be shorter, not because I wrote less but because one of the stories is part of the collector, and I am thinking about making that something for teaser tuesday... so you will have to stay tuned and see what I decide!

I stood there as he took his last breath, frozen with terror I watched as it all unfolded. His best friend cried as he passed on, I unable to move did nothing, they still could not see me. I wanted to help, to console, to tell what happened, but being invisible was next to impossible to have anyone hear me. I stood behind the trees watching, I had seen it all happen, the man meeting them by the river and murdering that boy, they couldn't have been any older than 12, I only say this because they looked about my age, and I just turned 12. Somehow I woke up here and when I tried to talk to them they couldn't see or here me. Frustrated I stayed close, I had no idea where I was, or why I was here, as I tried to piece everything together one of the boys parents showed up, they pulled their son away from the incident, they were thankful he was still alive but then began the questions. I knew he was in trouble as the police arrived, no one else had seen a thing, only the three of us, and now only two.