Sarah

Sarah is dead. It has been 10 days since she died. I still can't believe she's gone. They say she commited suicide. I don't buy that. She was my best friend. I knew her well. She was full of life. She was smart ,beautiful, funny and popular. Many a girl were jealous of her. My theory is that some jealous b***h killed her. I tried telling people Sarah would never kill herself. I should know as I murdered her.

We had been best of friends since childhood.But she never cared about me. When we were in 1st grade, she became the teachers' pet. When we were in 3rd grade,she beat me in a drawing competition. When we were in 5th grade,she beat me in a dance competition. When we were in 8th grade,she beat me in a debate competition. And it went on and on. She had to beat me at everything. I was tired of being second best all the time. She always got better grades than me. She was more beautiful than me. She was more popular than me. Boys always liked her more than me. It was as if I didn't exist when she was around.

In every relationship one has to give and take. She took,took and took and I gave,gave and gave. It had to stop one day. The day came when while roaming hills I pushed her off a cliff. Yes...I murdered her and I have no regret.

You know what is the worst part about your best friend's death? People keep reminding you of it by saying they are sorry for your loss. They don't need to know it was my biggest gain.
People were coming to terms with Sarah's death. They accepted it was a suicide. Even the police closed the case. I couldn't be happier. Good riddence!
*****
It was a quarter after 10 o'clock at night. I was getting ready to go to bed. I got startled by blowing of cold wind. 'The window must have been left open.',thought I.I went to close the window but to my surprise it was already closed. By the time the whole room had become cold. I took off my sleepers and got into the bed pulling a comforter around me. I switched off the light and went to sleep. I must have slept for half an hour when I heard my name being spoken in a whisper.
'Rachel...Rachel'
I got up with a start. It was dark all around. Still I was able to see a white shadow in a corner of my room. I looked closely and realized it was Sarah. I screamed and leapt out of bed. I tried to get out of my room but the door wouldn't open. The shadow I mean Sarah was coming near to me...I blacked out.
The next morning I woke up on the cold hard floor. I looked around me but no one was there. It must have been a nightmare. Maybe my conscience was catching up with me.

'Ha! Your conscience! As if you had one.', scoffed Sarah and said,'I would return the favour.'
*****

I was terrified. I could hear Sarah whispering my name all the time. Everytime I opened my eyes there she was staring at me. I begged her to leave me alone but she wouldn't. I couldn't sleep at night. I couldn't function during the day. I was going crazy. Finally, I found a solution. I knew it was desperate of me but I had to do it. The torturing had to stop.

The next day there was a headline screaming the death of Rachel Granger. It stated that she had committed suicide by throwing herself off a cliff. Only Sarah and I knew it was a murder.

Reviews

[7's]

hit...
a rush in the first part...i liked this rush..like someone; dialogues of a sure murderer with fear and smuts..Rachel's not confused, she did it...revealed the story...or i think so..then

second part..a calm eerie beginning...wait, it's a ghost story, amazing..the good larger than life Sarah actually is similar to others after death

third part...well you didn't finish this ghost story as a horror one...
and the last para, did everything; we were hearing from a ghost..

quite a thrill throughout..

[bleeding _ink]

Thank you so much for such a generous review..means a lot.