Faded crunching of leaves is all I hear, as I walk past little kids on the play ground laughing and playing around. I missed being a little kid. But I remembered how much of a little shit I was, I felt sorry for my mother. Honest. I wish I could've acted like normal little kids or been a decent kid. But instead I was opposite. Guess it should've been a sign that I would walk down the wrong path to life. I had been heavy into drugs and I had a drinking problem. I had a lot of regrets in life, never found the one. But here I am, a ghost. I don't remember how I died. I honestly don't think I really want to know anyway. I feel more lonely than ever. No one can see us unless we really want them to, even with that not everyone can see the dead. Very rarely do they see us, some people can hear the faint whispers of our voices. Yeah we could knock stuff down or try to touch others but they think its 'just the wind' or 'it just fell' and if u touch the living they just feel cold, they can't feel your touch. Just a chill sent down their spine. Often we see our loved ones move on. I guess that's what hurts the most. After a while they seem to forget you. Well the people I loved did anyway but that was because the person I loved didn't really love me back and I already knew that. Just didn't want to admit it, didn't want to face the hard cold reality of it all. I've wanted to talk to them but. Its really not a good idea to communicate with the living that is if we even can. I walk into the wooded area next to the park. I spot my favorite big rock and I sit down and enjoy the little pond and the beautiful sky. I came here often to think and enjoy the sight it's all I really can do anyway.
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Hospital For Souls
FanfictionIris is troubled with no one to listen to her problems...or so she thinks. when she thinks she's alone, is she really? Oliver is looking for anything to make him feel alive again, considering he's dead. he wants someone to care, to know there's some...
