This was a school assignment where we had to make ourselves a ghost in the story, but it still had to be narrated by Lewis' narrator. It was a lot of fun. I would love to hear some feedback about it.

While still in the Valley of the Shadow of Life, I saw a young girl, not a child, but not an adult either, with dark, brown, bushy hair. She looked around skeptically at all of the other ghosts and Spirits around her. I caught her eye once, but she immediately turned to look at the Spirit walking towards her. She looked the Spirit up and down with distaste.

"How are you," asked the jubilant Spirit.

"There is something wrong with this grass. It is too sharp. I do not think it is like normal grass. It hurts to walk on," said the bushy haired Ghost.

"Your feet will toughen up in time Riley, that is, if you choose to stay here," replied the Spirit calmly.

I noticed that the Ghost would still stare around at the other Ghosts and Spirits every so often. I thought her to be an odd girl to be looking around her so. Her eyes held an air of criticism as she talked to the Ghost.

"I don't like it here. The sky is too bright, everything hurts, and I'm not sure about the people here," replied the Ghost.

"Have you met any of the other Ghosts and Spirits, Jenny," said the Spirit.

"Well, no, not really, but I heard the Ghosts arguing with each other on the bus, and that was enough for me to see."

"That is not fair to the other Ghosts. You shouldn't judge them before you know them."

"What does it matter? They probably do the same to me. Look at them all. They look guilty of something."

"If you stay here, you'll learn to change the way you think."

The Ghost sighed. "See, I wouldn't stay here either. I don't like the way all of the Spirits look. Even they look shady."

"Are you saying that I look shady too?"

"No, no, of course I'm not saying that. You are my friend, not to worry about that. I trust you."

"If you got to know the other Spirits, you could get to know them too."

The Ghost flipped her hair over her shoulder. "I don't think I want to stay here that long. I don't want to do a lot of walking around here. Who knows what will come around the corner."

The Spirit laughed. "You still have a lot to learn."

"You see that Ghost over there," she pointed to a Ghost a little ways away from her, "that one thinks that this is all an advertisement stunt. He doesn't believe this place is real. Doesn't that seem odd? Why wouldn't he think this place is real? I mean, he is here, isn't he?

The Spirit creased its brow, "Let's not talk about the other Ghosts. Let's talk more about what has brought you to this."

I wanted to watch as the bushy haired Ghost was becoming impatient with the Spirit, but my Teacher pulled me away, saying that we had seen enough.