Sunday Stories

Ghostly Encounter “CeCe, CeCe wake up.” The weight on my shoulder didn’t move but the voice was urgent.  I flipped to my back, eyes still closed.  Was that Paige’s voice? “CeCe, seriously wake up.” Eyes still closed I mumbled, “Wha da ya wan?”  The heavy weight of sleep held me down, my limbs slow toContinue reading “Sunday Stories”