Ghost In My Suitcase

• Katrina Makdessi, Grade 6
• Poetry
• 2015

Celeste and Ting Ting, Sisters not by blood,Enemies to start,But bonded after dark.
To save their family members
From trespassing souls
Celeste was on a mission
To heal her broken heart
The Isle of Clouds
Was her destination
Her mother’s ashes she carried and protected
Fulfilling her mother’s wishes
Was more difficult than she thought
Little clues appearing from nowhere
Shhh… Someone calling my name
Celeste Celeste
Is survival possible? Dreaming of home is distant