It was standing in the middle of a lake.
It was foggy out, but one could still see the other side. There was a
school, and a group of middle school students going from one building to
another. Two groups. The front group was a mixed group of girls and
boys, most holding hands. The second: mostly girls clumped together who
had grouped themselves depending on personalities and cliques. But in
the center, between both groups, was a girl by herself who had tried to
catch up with one group, and fell behind to the other, but was not
accepted in either. So she walked alone, all alone, a girl who had faded
into the background in the eyes of her fellow students, a girl who was
friendless and tired and lonely, even surrounded by so many people. And
the girl stopped, looked into the eyes of the ghost, and smiled.