Continuing on Golddie's POV.
I tried talking to mystery, but all of the sudden she ignored me and continued talking to the random ghost we saw.
The ghost talked to me and said
"It's just the beginning little girl,don't worry."I didn't know what she meant by that until i saw Maeririnn talking to someone I can't see. I don't even know it's possible for that to happen, I'm really new to these stuff. It's not like it happens around the house for sudden reasons.
I wanted to talk to my brother but then I didn't saw him around, i tried finding him all over the mansion.
I still didn't find him, i tried telling mystery, even the girl she's talking to.I threw something for Mae to notice, but she didn't notice at all. Am i the real dead person, or not? This is the most confusing thing that has ever happened in my whole life.
I mean the time i had a lego stuck in my nose confuses me but this is more worse to be honest.
I found an eyeball all of the sudden so i tried to pick it up. I did. But it's something weird i haven't seen before, for the first time in forever I actually got disgusted by eyeballs.
I'm actually craving butterflies. So i went outside and left my sibling and my half sibling in the attic. Then i found butterflies, but they're spirits. So i ate them obviously. I'd throw up these butterflies once i don't like being myself anymore, because i really think I'm myself.
I think I'm beautiful, attractive, neat, clever, delicate, pleasant, Confident. And more compliments i give myself. But I don't think I'm those stuff actually, i know i am. I confidently can say what i just said all over again.
I don't think i could ever be failing myself.Maeririnn's POV.
I wanna be alive, i wanna be with myself, i want them gone. All of them, please get them all. I wanna be alone forever. I don't like stuff that gets in my nerves, even if they're all just people. They're the worst. People make me throw up.
I hope people die, because atleast now i can consider myself as the only powerful person, and also the weakest. The most beautiful, ugly. Everything.
Being beautiful is a sin, since I'm not the most beautiful person in the whole world, i mean Golddie is more pretty than me, but never cared.
What if i slayed myself, then kill them all while being a ghost? Is that even possible. I chuckled.
I can't even see myself being the prettiest person in the world, i just see myself as a random girl who's dumb, and such a weirdo. I do think i just want to be alone for some time, i guess so.
But i think i can see my sister Mystery with a girl?
But where's Golddie, she probably went somewhere to find eyeballs. Or i mean, she couldn't. Why would she eat something else. What am i thinking.
She'd be dead by then.
I went outside and found Golddie throwing up butterflies, and also blood. She's so gross. Why would she..
She's tired already? Why. She can't, she shouldn't, She should stop.
"GOLDDIE, STOP THIS THING RIGHT NO-" I stopped as she fainted.How can a ghost faint exactly? I ask myself in pure shock, not doing anything, because what can i do..? I'm useless. I just sat in the grass and cried. My tears began to be bigger tears as minutes began to move.
I wanted to give up too, but why now? Now that they're all gone i have myself, I can't suffer anymore. But my siblings. I love them, but they it still hurts me the way they don't tell people that I'm they're sibling, it's always the half sibling, half sister, my mother's problem. I can't get the attention i want, and wanted. I only like Gold, my sibling's father. He treats me beautifully, nicely. Any compliments that suits him. I want him as my real father, he's my dream father. I just wanna cry my guts out.
Why can't i have a normal life, I'm okay to be homeless, but i want a family that loves me. I want to be loved by my whole family, for once. Please.
Should i go to the orphanage myself? What about my siblings, or should i say half siblings...
Oh please take me, I don't want anything to do in my life anymore, I'm feeling so depressed, my anxiety it's the worst. I don't wanna live anymore please.
I wish i could run away, but i know there are still so many stuff i need to do before i go. And i should do it. I don't wanna waste my time. Golddie's dead anyway am i not right, Reader?
Hah, i wanna die soon anyways. I'll just do the stuff i need to do right?
While talking to myself the ghost i saw in the attic talked to me.
"Maeririnn, your journey isn't over yet, neither is Golddie's, Mystery's, or Noule's."The ghost speaked.
"I wanna end it, whether you like it or not."i told her madly.
"Your own words mean nothing, I'm telling you, you have nothing to do." She said.
"You don't mean anything to our family, what are you even doing here." I said loudly, and still mad.
"Don't change the topic darling. I'm just warning you, you're not bad yourself you know? Confident. Just like your dream father, which is my father AHAHA."She laughed, and gave me a serious but attractive smirk and wink.
I blushed.
"Don't worry honey, I'll be here."She said. It was so attractive. I'm getting attached.
"B-but how are you Gold's Child?!" I stuttered.
"Well your mother, isn't my mother. I have another mother. But my mother and i died on a fire at our house. While father was out on a business trip. The next thing i know he has a family."She said unbothered.
"So we're like the same?" I asked.
"You're not dead Sweetheart."She smirked as she speaked.
"You're really pretty you know." I told her while looking at her with hearts on my eyes.
She held my face with her soft hand, i felt it. Just like heaven. I actually got to touch her hand while it was on my face.
"You're also pretty yourself, Sweetie."
She said."What's your name, if you don't mind telling?" I asked while smiling at her.
"Cali."She speaked, and i was amazed i started complimenting her name on, and on.
"It's such a pretty, beautiful, precious, lovely, sweetly, nicely name."i said.
She smiled at me, and sat beside me.
"Did you die wearing a white shirt, and pants?"i asked her.
"No, i was wearing something else. This is just what i wear when I'm a ghost."She told me.
I nodded, and held her hand. We both smiled at each other. And our faces come closer to each other.
End of chapter 3.
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The Perfect Family From The 50's.
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