Define the word; Birthday.

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic
This short story is about a little girl that sees the ghost of her father that died before she was born.

Submitted: December 25, 2011

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Submitted: December 25, 2011



Silence. That was all I could hear. Silence. Then it louder. LOUDER. Once again in a large, crowded theatre. And now I am lost. We came, my mum and I, to the theatre to see 'Annie', the musical, since it was my 8th birthday. I felt very grown-up, being in a theatre, though I held my breath a lot since so amny people were smoking. I don't know where I am. All I know is that the silence has engulfed me. A man grabbed me. He was a very tall man. He was deathly pale. And his eyes were sunken in. The man shot me a tothy smile.

"Are you lost Emma?" He asked, cocking his head to the side.

"Um," I replied, astonished that he knew my name, "Yes, I am lost."

"Well your mother is not too far away," he pointed a bony finger towards a woman. My mother.

"How do you know us?" I asked him, my eyes  cast downwards.

He chuckled to himself. What I said must have amused him dearly.

"You know who I am," he replied, boring into my eyes.

I looked at him. Stunned.


He smiled sadly and nodded.


"Mother!" I yelled, running to her through the crowd. "You shall never guess what."

"What?" My mother answered, like I was never gone.

"Daddy's here! Oh mother, he is wonderful! I knew it was him! He should be coming any minute now!" I couldn't control my happiness as I jumped up and down.

"Oh, honey," my mother sighed inwardly, "your father died before you were even born. He died in a plane crash. I thought you were too young to know."

I stood there. Dumbfounded. Not blinking. Not breathing.

My dad stood there, behind my mother, boring though eyes into the depths of my being. Then faded away.

Away. Away. Gone forever...

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