Lost And Found (The Sight)

Reads: 145  | Likes: 0  | Shelves: 0  | Comments: 1

More Details
Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic
Michael has the Sight. All his life he believes that what he possesses is a curse and not a gift. All this changes when his girlfriend, Ellie, appears in the middle of the night dressed in only her soul.

Submitted: November 07, 2011

A A A | A A A

Submitted: November 07, 2011



“Ellie?” he saw her silhouette from a distance, as he was standing out his home porch. As soon as he saw her, he ran towards her. First he thought she was a hallucination, but then he saw her transparency and knew right away this wasn’t a trick of the mind.

Now standing there, with her soul looking out to the ocean, he knew that deep in his soul his girlfriend was dead. “Ellie.”

She looked at him sideways with a shy smile on her beautiful face. The smile never reached her eyes, for they were pained and tortured. He tried to take hold of her hand, just to regret it immediately. She looked back out to the ocean, closing her eyes, and sighed.


“Michael? Can you come down for a minute honey?” he grunted something unintelligible under his breath, and closing his books of history, he ran down the stairs. When he saw the look his mother had on her face, he sobered to a more serious expression.

“What’s going on?” when she began to cry, he took her into his strong arms, waiting for a response as her body shuddered by the aftershocks of grief.

“It’s Grandma, she’s...” she didn’t have to finish for he already knew she had passed away. Last night she came to him dressed in her baggy jeans, and red sweater. Her hair was loose a rarity for her who would always have it in a tight bun. The look of pain, and expression of hurt, sat across her beautiful wrinkled face. She looked lost, and so he showed her where to go. She left immediately, and he fell asleep crying all the night. “Mom is dead!”

The next couple of days went by in a flash, Ellie was by his side comforting his mother as she wept, and wept, and wept. Michael was grateful for Ellie’s help, he was happy to have her. They’ve been together for the past six months, not even a fight, nor an argument. It couldn’t have been any better.

So when the last night of Michael seeing her vivid, they had an argument about his future. “I thought we were going to college together?” she whined.

He looked at all the angles, searching for an escape route from this conversation. “The college you want to go to doesn’t have the classes I need to take, Ellie.”

She wouldn’t have it. And so she left, driving mad. It didn’t take her more than twenty minutes for her car to crash, nor did it take twenty seconds after for her to fall into a coma.

Michael was devastated. He visited her every day, only known as her brother, and wept. And told her stories. And sang her lullaby’s. And told her about his Sight.

The doctors had said she didn’t have much longer to live, that it was better to pull the plug; but as long as he didn’t see her soul lost in our parallel world, then she was still worth fighting for.


“That way.” He said pointing towards across the ocean. She nodded her thanks and headed that same way, disappearing into the crashing waves. He headed back to his apartment and waiting for the death call of her of his mother. But nothing came, not until morning.

He picked up the phone on the first ring, it was his mother. “Michael? Are you up sweetie?” her voiced sounded cheerful; she couldn’t have known Ellie was dead and that she had passed on.

“Yes mom.” He laid his head back down on the pillow, and sighed. He wasn’t sure how much long he could take it without knowing it for sure.

“I hope you are sitting down, honey!” her voice skyrocketed to the roof; he had to take his phone away a couple of inches from his ear. “She’s awake! Ellie is awake! She’s asking for you!”

He jumped out of bed, threw some clothes on and ran out of the door.

When he got to the hospital he was greeted by the sight of her, sitting up in bed eating a tray of lunch food. “I’m alive!”

He laughed at her outburst and the sudden tears of happiness at the corners of her eyes. “I can see that.”

She turned more serious, her expression lost in thought and she beckoned him further. “I was lost, Mike, I traveled through worlds looking for the right one, and couldn’t find it. I wanted to come back, I really wanted to. It was like the world had tried to swallow me up.” Shaking her head, she sighed and smiled. “But then I saw you, and you found me.” She laughed aloud like a crazy woman. “I was lost and you found me! If it weren’t for you I would be lost.” She threw herself into his arms and kissed him. They were both laughing and crying for her sake.

For the first time in years, he didn’t feel as if what he could do was a curse.

Just a gift.

Which he can help the lost to be found.

© Copyright 2018 Luna Hades. All rights reserved.

Add Your Comments:




More Fantasy Short Stories