The New Girl

I am a simple young kid with long hair that runs from my head to my butt. my great asset was my smile, that is to die for. Looking for that essence of the so-called life, I remained to be a loner by force and watched my life pass me by day by day. Until one day, admist my mini kitchen I was joined by a girl named Maria Christina. In each day we cook at my small toy stove and uses my grandma's talcum powder as our basic ingredient, we had the time of our lives. At night she would lie beside me and tell me stories of her childhood. My lola would catch us talking, becoming more anxious of who I am speaking with. So as my cousins and my aunt. Sometimes I would see her going to my neighbor's home, standing in front of their windows, that is when I am so upset, she leaves me alone. My lolo is the only one who told me she is not human. The story of Maria was the first experience that I have with the dead. Sometimes talking with the dead is more fruitful than talking with a live person that judges you so much. Years passed many events have entered my life, until I did understood that I am clairvoyant, the whole package. The first time I noticed that I have this powers is when i went to church with my aunt and cousin, we would play among the pews, when a man dressed in a colorful 70's clothing, dark glasses and bell bottom pants sat on my seat. i told him that I am sitting there, he just looked at me from my head to my toe. My aunt scolded me to shut up, but i was pulling the man away from my seat, but he would not budge. He got pissed off he removed his sunglasses and saw he have no eyes. two dark holes cover his face. From then on when he is around I would just shut up.