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She sat quietly in the back seat of the car looking out the side window. The bus in front of them stopping at every block, causing them to stop too. The driver sighed in annoyance. She scutted over inbetween the two front seats and began to talk to her friend, Valerie, who sat on the passenger side. In front of the car was a white van that had some ad on the lower left corner of the double back doors. She happened to look through the back windows of the van and saw the reflection of the driver in the rearview mirror. He turned, as if he knew she was looking at him, toward the mirror so that he could see her. She gasped as she stared at the man. His eyes began to glow an irridesent lime as he smiled at her through the mirror. She knew who he was. She saw him in her dreams, nightmars, and daydreams, but never thought that he could be real. She couldn't take her eyes from his, that irridesent glow causing her eyes to stay glued to his. When the bus started off again he turned back to the road and drive off.
"Hey, what's wrong? Who is that?" Only when his eyes lost contact with hers had she heard her friend calling her name and talking to her.
"N-nothing is wrong." She continued to stare at the van as they drove along.
"Ya, tell me that again! Then what was that gasp for?"
"I-I thought that I...umm...knew that man, but I don't so nothing to worry about." Her friend looked at her strangly still not confinced that she was telling the truth. She sat back in and scooted back over to the side window, watching the van between her friend and the front side window. She lost the van when her friends' mother turned down a side street avoid the bus's constant stopping and going.

After several turns, the car came to a stop in front of an old Victorian house. The shudders needed to be repainted but other than that it was kept in immaculate condition. The porch light was on and there was a faint glow coming from the inside. They must have kept on the hall light for me, Rachael thought.

"OK, honey, you're home," Valerie's mom said turning to Rachael in the back seat.
Rachael took a look around to see if she saw the van but it was no where to be seen. "Thank you Mrs. Carpenter," she murmured.

"Are you sure you're ok?" asked Valerie.

"Yeh, mom and dad should be home in a little bit."

By Zoomelda { }

I can't believe it, Rachel thought. I can't believe it. There were no other words to express her feelings. He was back. He was alive. And he had found her again. She walked up the curving staircase to the second floor and on up the tiny flight into the minisculine attic. Settling herself in front of the garret window she stared down into the street, not seeing the asphalt at which she seemed to be rapty gazing. I can't believe he's back, she thought agian. Was she afraid? Was she happy? She could not tell. Looking around, she siezed upon the stand of a large mirror that had been collecting dust in this attic since her mom had decided it didn't look right in the living room several years ago. Sliding the mirror around to where she could see her own face, she studied her eyes. As she concentrated, they began to glow an eerie blue, casting strange shadows across the dusty objects around her. Then she sighed, let the color fade out, and looked out the window once more.

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It was even worse when she was asleep. His face kept swarming and floating above hers, constantly nagging her, never letting her rest. But had he ever? Even when he had been alive?
When the alarm finally did go off the next morning, she felt as if she hadn't slept at all. Her eyelids felt glued to her face. She swallowed deeply and grimaced, trying to rid herself of the aftertaste her mouth had adopted.

Time to go to school, time to face another day. Time to avoid another scene. She wondered if she would pass the same bus again...

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