𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖈𝖔𝖑𝖔𝖚𝖗𝖘 𝖔𝖋 𝖒𝖎𝖘𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖘

I'm Serena, a 5yr old orphan.

Since I was little I can see ghosts nd it's targets in different coloured numbers, the orphanage I live in is actually rumoured to be made at a graveyard.

Many people were against it but the constructer didn't believe in superficial things and just built the orphanage at the graveyard, cuz it was the only largest place in this abandoned village, so he had no way to build it here.

When the orphanage was made everything was fine at the start but children started seeing things in the dark when they were alone, many complaints were raised about them being followed by smth or hearing noises in the dark but all were ignored, cuz they don't have any other orphanage in that village to shelter the kids so they were helpless about it.

Soon I started seeing some weird numbers in different colours, I thought "what are these numbers..?" Then I looked around at other children, they were calm unlike me..I was totally shocked..I thought "can no one see these numbers on them..? Am I the only one..?" Then when I was thinking abt it I saw a frightening view which froze me in my place...I saw a black figure at some distance from that girl..then I saw the same number on that figure as the girl..I was totally shocked and saw around me it was the same with everyone a realisation suddenly hit me and I suddenly ran to my room and checked myself in the mirror to see if there's any number on me. There wasn't any number on me yet I was relieved and took a deep sigh.

Then suddenly after a week...the sudden deaths of children occurred..the reason was unknown by everyone..but I saw it..the dead girl had a deep red number "65" and few inches away from her body..a ghost had same deep red number "65"..I flinched and backed off..I ran off to my room..but when I was running away.. I felt like someone was staring at me.. I thought "did that ghost see me..😨? Will I be it's next target..?" I couldn't control my anxiety and ran off from there as fast as I can..

After few days of observation I clarified the meaning of different coloured numbers attached to ghosts and the kids.

The grey number means the ghost is draining your energy nd making you a living dead body..not like a zombie but the victim will fall to bed forever and skin will grow darker with dark eye bags appearing and so much thin tht even bones will be visible.

The black number means the ghost is decaying your body slowly..like it's devouring the victim's all senses and making them a retard which will be under their control

The dark blue number means the depressing shadow which always weighs on you and makes you apart from everyone and will be alone with the ghost everytime to make it worse, it gives the pain of isolation

The bright red number means the ghost is drinking their blood and decaying the body bit by bit, wounding the victims deeply. The victims always had bloody scars on them that even scares the doctors to check.

The white number means the ghost is of no harm, instead it gives warning when any kid goes to dangerous place or danger's upon them.

The brown number mean means the ghost is a "nightmare" to kids, it haunts in sleep

The dark red number means....the ghost is targetting the victim for it's death...most dangerous than any colour. Whichever victim is targeted by dark red numbers...have all died miserably that scared the living daylights in everyone...and I witnessed it all..

And the number increases eachtime, like the dark red already killed 64 ppl (either in orphanage or in city before)and this girl was her 65th victim.

I told the caretakers of the orphanage and even the head about who's gonna die or who's suffering to protect them but no one believed me... I felt so helpless...as I watched them suffer, die...and as if someone was watching me all the while.. I could feel chills down my spine.. I flinched and thought "Is...it her..?" I was frozen...but I soon ran off to where the caretakers were and sat in a distance with them till I calmed down, I checked myself in mirror if I had any number on me...and I saw there was....

ntg, so I sighed in relief while sweating dead.

Few days passed and like ever I warned the kids who were goin to be in danger..nd that time too I felt stares at me.. everytime I warned someone, everywhere I go, anything I do..I always feel the stares of someone at me, I slowly turn back but I saw no one, as if the one staring vanished..

I warned a kid with grey and black coloured numbers saying "don't go to darker places alone..and don't stay in darker places either.."

To the kids which had brown coloured numbers on them I said "don't be stressed just stay normal and whenever you have a bad dream listen to a peaceful song or think of the warmest person in orphanage" that kid said "thank you, you're the warmest😊" I was speechless for a moment that she said it's me.. then I said "thankyou.. whenever you have a nightmare think of me or..if it doesn't wrk much then listen to a soft song.. I'm sure it'll work..! Better than remembering me." That girl said "don't worry, thinking of you will definitely work!😆" and smiled at me. That was the first time I felt warm in my heart..and I smiled back at her saying "ok😊". As I was feeling the stares at me I knew danger was soon about to fall on me, so I wanted to have the slightest warmth I can have..and then we became friends, soon the brown coloured number vanished on her, I was happy to see that.

Then again I saw some girls suffering with the numbers in dark blue, I gave them all a hug and said we are for eachother so don't worry nd don't think you are alone either don't be alone,be with other kids." Some said "ok😊"and some stayed quite cuz the effect of ghost was too deep on them but still I didn't give up on them.

Soon the dark blue numbered victims decreased too.

To the ones who had bright red numbers on them I said them to be in some distance with the caretakers or either be in group with other kids but never be alone.

The number dark red victims weren't seen lately...from the day that girl died and I started feeling stares on me..I realised that I will be it's target sooner or later.

The number of deaths and suffering children became somewhat less, I was happy to be able to save them but others were still in danger.

One night I was sleeping and I had a dream...

In that dream...I saw her...with dark red number on her...chasing me in the endless dark... saying "Ik you can see me" with a creepy smile, I fell on the ground and she started whirling around me slowly, I crawled back whenever she came close to me.

She said "I know you can see me, I knew it the day I killed that girl hahahahaha" with creepy sudden approaches. I got startled.. I knew it was her staring at me but still I wished it weren't true, my tears started streaming down my cheeks in fear, I was so frightened.. I wanted to run away but there was no way..

She said "you've been saving those kids, ain't u~? You're so soft hearted....to live! HAHAHAHA" she laughed with a creepy expression on her face...at her last wrds I almost got a heart attack I was frozen, I wanted to move but couldn't, I was feeling so helpless..like I suddenly got paralyzed, I was remembering the warm moments I had with my friend and saying in my mind"Help!..Help.."while crying, then the ghost started walking away saying..."you're alive......"

but soon she whirled towrds me saying "but beware of me! Hahahaha" with a creepy deadly expression. I jolted awake from my dream sweating dead. I saw myself in mirror nd saw .....

there was ntg on me, so I thought it was just a dream cuz of the uneasy feeling I had before..but deep inside I had a gut feeling... about what was goin to happen to me...when I closed my eyes to sleep again.. I saw her smile, I opened my eyes ASAP! For that night I went to my friend and slept with her.

For a few days nothing happened to me but still deep inside I was stuck at it, but my friend made me cheer up cuz of my upset look so for a brink of moment I forgot abt that dream and smiled at her....who knew...that would be my last smile..?

Later that day I when I woke up and was washing my face I saw a number on me...in dark red..."66" suddenly that dream got refreshed in my memory..and I saw her standing close behind me with a creepy smile in the mirror and I looked back in fright..

At that moment..I wanted to see my friend for the last time as she grabbed my neck and smashed my face into the mirror..

She said "Good~ I was waiting to kill you from a long time~ I had my eye on you for quite long till now" with a bloody smile.

Blood was flowing from my head..she first made me loose my voice by strangling me..she dug her thumbnail inside my throat nd ripped my vocal chords..then started ripping my skin slowly but terribly.. I was bleeding so much.. slowly I was loosing consciousness..as I was dying.. I saw all ghosts smiling at me... saying "u deserve it, don't interfere in where u shouldn't" tears streaming down I closed my eyes...my last wish was..to see my friend...for one last time..nd say "tc"....but I couldn't...

This proves how dangerous maths is 🌚🌚beware of maths-