Back to the Underworld: Ghost Girl Series, #1

By Kasey Fisher

After Kasey's transition from normal teen to part-time ghost, all she wanted to do was find a way to get back to a normal life. However, no matter what she tries—including risking the life of her best friend, Lindsey—she just can't seem to find any helpful information regarding her newfound abilities. 

 

After one disastrous attempt at normalcy in which Lindsey drags Kasey to a Halloween party, Kasey begins to have even more trouble: she can't tell the dead from the living. Searching for answers, she comes to find that those around her are not quite what they seem.

 

• Language: English
• Publisher: Debra Fisher
• Release date: Mar 31, 2021
• ISBN: 9781393257639

Kasey Fisher

Kasey was born in Michigan. She loves spending time with her family, especially her brother Kyle. She has been a martial artist since the age of 4 and holds a junior blackbelt in Tae Kwon Do and a blackbelt in Karate. She plays tennis and spends her summers volunteering at a camp for Special Needs individuals. She loves Ghost Adventures and loves writing paranormal and horror stories. This book is her writing debut but she has many stories to come.

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Ghost Girl

Back to the Underworld

Kasey Fisher

Copyright © 2021 by Kasey Fisher

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Table of Contents

Title Page

Chapter One: The Mystery Boy

Chapter Two: Lindsey’s Turn

Chapter Three: Halloween Party

Chapter Four: Not What They Seem

Chapter One

The Mystery Boy

When I returned to my bed, the awful screaming from the old woman remained. I couldn’t focus on anything else besides the screaming, and it was so loud it hurt my ears. I searched for the woman in my room, expecting her to come at me again, but I didn’t see her anywhere. I couldn’t even hear my parents’ footsteps racing towards my room, as I was sure they would be, considering the noise. Suddenly, my bedroom door flew open, and my parents ran to my bedside. It was then that I realized the screaming was coming from my own throat, and I quickly clamped my mouth shut. I was terrified.

I could feel pain racing through my left arm but kept it beneath the covers. I was still intent on keeping my newfound horrors from my parents. As soon as I was able to convince them it was just another vivid nightmare—something I wished was the reality every day since this started—I ripped the covers back and exposed my wounded arm. A large scratch covered in blood marred my pale pink skin, from wrist to elbow. In my left hand was a piece of the ratty fabric which I recognized as the same fabric from the old lady’s black dress. I stared at it in shock.

I didn’t think these strange new developments in my life could surprise me any further. From seeing dead people to sinking into the underworld in my sleep to gaining a dead, deranged attacker… what more could the universe possibly do to scare me? Well, unbeknownst to me, this was only the beginning.

Back at school, I was still a zombie walking through the halls and nodding off during classes. Lindsey was growing more and more worried about me, as I was getting less and less sleep. When I did fall asleep, it wasn’t long before I was back in the underworld, readying myself for the old woman’s attacks and trying to figure out why the boy leaning against the far wall kept staring at me. I still wondered about Dave, whether his story about falling down