The Journal

I remember my body lifting up away from the bed again but when my body turned this time I was looking straight down at my own face and body.

I went to the ceiling then a heavy thickening hum or vibration was all around me.

I watched as the old lady and the shadow thing were beside my bed looking at my floating body then back down at my real body. I tried everything in my power to return back to my body , but the more I tried the further away it seemed I got. I was now with my back to the ceiling and looking down at the shadow figure and the old lady this time she had a smile on her face and the shadow guy was doing something over the chest of my real body with his hands. That green powder stuff I kept finding all over the place was now being sprinkled over my body somehow coming out of the shadow figures hands as he moved them in a circular motion above the real me. Then without warning my floating body was forced into the wall above the headboard above my bed. I closed my eyes as I tried to cry then to scream and realized that I didn't have the ability to do this anymore then the worse part that I will never forget is when the old lady and the shadow figure merged into one and the old lady occupied the top half and the shadow figure remained with the lower and then again that heavy vibration started and as I tried to escape this state I was in I was a helpless victim as I watched the two conjoined ghosts enter my body on the bed. My real body sat up on the edge of the bed and swung my feet to the side, then my body stood up and walked to the bedroom door opened it and walked out into the living room and closed the door behind my body. Then with clarity and understanding then fear I now understood as I was able to come out of the wall with ease now that my other body was no longer in the same room. I heard a voice in my head and realized that is was my own voice talking to me and it said you are now the one that is trapped. I found myself being pulled toward the wall beside my bedroom door and I went right through it and into my living room where for the last time I witnessed my real body walk out the front door and into the hallway and also into oblivion. I can now only appear as a shadow and can only pick up or touch very light objects like the pencil I am writing with now. I cant turn the knobs on doors and I cant leave my apartment and although I am scared I am also numb to most emotions but all I know it that I have to get another body if I want to live again and get out of here. Tonight I will try what the ghosts did to me to the new tenants living in my apartment.

The End