Ghosts Are not All BadGhosts Are not All Bad2 days ago in Short Stories
Ghosts are not all bad—and none was ever as good as Ruby. Violeta met her in the damp darkness of a greenish subway station. She was waiting for the eastbound train to arrive, so she could make her leap. There were no thoughts of regret in her young mind, all that she considered was that the day was over, so why not also her life?
The hellish squeals of the train's wheels grinding against the metal rail pierced Violeta's ears. But her fading blue eyes remained fixed on the unrecognizable slime that oozed down the panelled walls of the station. There was nobody else in that place except for a homeless man sleeping on one of the benches.
The first thing Violeta felt was a gust of wind that blew her black hair in all directions. She paid no heed to it. Next, she saw the light approaching from the right. She took a deep breath and began to count the seconds before the leap. As each second passed, the rumble of the incoming train grew ever louder, as if an earthquake were coming to sw