A Bruised Schoolgirl

Chapter 1: 98 Villagers
Mairead O’Creesh was playing on her DS, then she heard a door open.

It was a man, the man had dark hair and wore a grey cap, he wore a grey military uniform of some kind, she noticed it resembled a Confederate Army uniform.

She noticed ghoulish entities with skulls for faces surronding him.

”Hello?” She said.

The male kneeled down.

”You’re the girl that bastard killed, on behalf of the country of Ireland or Éire, I apologise he had to be born here.” He said.

“What’s your name?” She asked.

”Michael McNamara.” He replied back.

“McNamara.......” She mumbled.

”You know that Japanese-American ghost girl?” He asked.

”Maria?” She said.

”I’m her 5x great grandfather.” He said.

”She’s of Irish descent?” She said, surprised.

“Yeah.” He said.

Mairead looked at the entities that flew around him.

”Tómas is no better than the assholes who slaughtered my home.” He said.

”What was your home called?” She asked.

”Sionnaigh Tine, it was once a village of assassins and criminals.” Michael said in a tone that sounded like he was just falsely accused of murder.

“Will you ever see your family and friends again?” She asked.

Michael looked at the entities.

”No, they went straight to hell, those ghostly entities, that’s their spirit energy, I control it.” He said.

“Um, how old were you when it happened?” She asked.

”10.” He replied.

She was shocked, a 10-year old boy watching his whole village die in front of his eyes.

”They killed everyone, my mother, father, everyone, They were 100 villagers, my grandfather was not there and was in Dublin at the time while I was the only survivor of the massacre.” He explained.

”I.......I’m sorry.......” She said, tears flooding her eyes.

Michael was startled at her response.

”Don’t blame it on you, you weren’t born back then, I hate the assholes who did it, not a schoolgirl.” He said.