Israefel

Now, before I start this, you might want to go and read my other story "Scary Black Mass" to be able to keep up with what happened in this story.

This started about a year or so ago, and was very strange. I see ghosts and spirits at my school since they sort of cling to the area (I researched it, and the land had had a few murderers back during the Gold-rush on the location), and it doesn't really bother me. I usually just shut them out and ignore them. Sometimes it's hard and I'll see something, and sure, it freaks me out, but I don't really mind.

I have a few "spiritually-sensitive" friends, especially one of my other friends, whom we call Stargirl. She's really sweet and Christian, and even though I'm Pagan, she doesn't try to religion-shove me or anything. Stargirl doesn't see things as often as I do, but, she still can see them on occasion. We'll chat about anything, and we're very open to each other. Then, one day when I came to school, she told me there was this weird guy that didn't look like the "norm" of the ghosts around. I told her that I'd keep an eye out for him, and we headed off for P.E.

Now, I'm going to describe my school a little bit so it can give you a bigger picture of where it happened. There are a few make-shift classrooms to the far left behind the main building, right next to an abandoned elementary, and then a large blacktop with a few benches and basketball courts behind the main building, then to the far-right are another few make-shift classrooms.

So, I was in the P.E. Classroom on the far-left and the teacher told me to take a note to one of the other teachers on the far-right. I groaned because I didn't want to walk all that way for a small note, but I listened anyways and went on my way.

I passed the small baseball-diamond behind the blacktop and saw a man sitting on the bench. Now, don't get me wrong, the teachers at my school aren't all old hags or anything, but they're not exactly the youngest either. But the strange thing about the man was that he looked like he was in his early 20's. I already knew he was really weird by the energy he was giving off, but he almost had an authoritative air about him. He had messy black hair about down to his shoulders, dark brown eyes, an earring through his left ear that had an angel wing dangling from a chain on it, and a white suit with a purple tie. He also had a scarf around his neck that was purple and that had golden crosses at the bottom.

I figured that he belonged to someone else and was their angel and was sort of interested, so I kind of smiled and waved, and planned to go on my way. But he kept smiling at me. And pointed behind me. I automatically turned, and there was nothing there. I turned back, and he was gone. This confused the crap outta me, but I went on my way. I planned to tell Stargirl that I had seen him, but I had forgotten.

A few weeks later, my sister and I were the only ones at our house. The black thing had still been terrorizing me once in a while from the few years that it had been showing up, and so I was very uneasy to go outside and take my dog out. It was pitch-black outside and I could barely see my hand. Yet the man from school was at the end of the driveway. He didn't look so nice and pleasant this time. And the strange thing was that I could see him clearly. Every feature stood out like there was a stage-light on him. He hadn't spoken to me before, and that's why I assumed that he was the guardian of someone else, but he definitely looked like he wanted to speak to me now.

"Get inside, NOW!" He had shouted at me.

I didn't think twice. I sprinted inside, and proceeded to cry and get the shakes because I was so scared. My sister was considerably worried for me, since I don't cry that much, and started to fuss over me. And for some reason, I was terribly afraid for that spirit, or whatever it is. And somehow, I knew his name. I turned to my sister and told her that I was afraid that Israefel was going to get hurt. And my sister stared at me like I was on crack.

"Who?" she had asked, staring at me.

"Israefel. The man. I'm afraid for him." I had replied, trying to open the door to go out and see if he was. My sister, of course, held me back, and told me if he had truly been trying to protect me, that he would be safe. She made me sit down and we watched some cartoons, and I heard him later on that night. He had told me that he was sorry for scaring me, and that black thing shouldn't be bothering me anymore. He also said that his name was indeed Israefel, and was happy that I could tell that it was his name.

So, after that, for the past couple of months, he's been following me around. Once in a while he'll speak to me, like when I'm sick and need comfort, but he'll usually just follow me. When I notice him, he'll smile, and when I'm mad at someone, he's mad. Then came the last day of school in May.

I still hadn't told Stargirl about Israefel because I was afraid she was going to try to get rid of him. And, again, the only one that knew about this experience was my sister. So, we were all standing around and talking, and the other girls that I hang out with went off to take pictures of the proclaimed-class-cutie Kimberly. (Not as in she's hot, but as in she's adorable.) So it was just Stargirl and I standing around and talking. Then she looked at me like I had grown an antenna on my forehead.

"Train (My nickname...), there's... Someone behind you...," she said quickly, looking like she was going to pee. I turned and saw Israefel, and panicked. I pulled her bag away from her since she keeps a cross in there and told her not to do anything. For some reason, I was really frightened that she was going to hurt him. Stargirl was really scared, and told me to make him go away; otherwise she was going to make him go away herself. He left and looked really sad to go, and I felt really bad about it.

So, this brings me to my questions. Is there a reason I should be scared for him? And is it possible to "get rid of" guardians like that?