Ghostly Encounters || Psychic Ghost
@the-witch-ghost
Sally had been sitting in one of the park benches a book open in her hands (an Edgar Allan Poe one of course the one Simba gave her for her birthday) as she skimmed through the short stories she has read dozens of times before. Salene was running around, getting her walk in and all her energy out while the ginger began reading over her favorite short story Ligiea, or at least trying to.
The task was proving a little difficult when she could feel her eyes brimming from tears because the girl over on the far bench of the park was horribly sad on the inside about something. Then she had almost ripped a page from off her precious book while turning it out of anger because the man that was walking his dog in front of her was pissed off about something. She really needed to control this magic.
Of course, now Sally got distracted from her story when she heard Salene barking at some lady, which the ginger quickly ran up to giving an apologetic smile. “Sorry.... she umm... she usually uh doesn’t do that...”