The Lonely Ones

Prolouge

It all started when I was 6 years old, when my dad died. I was sure he died thinking he is never to be seen again. But then I saw him at the funeral.

I stared down at the casket wondering why it had to be him. I looked out upon the crowd of people to find my mom, but what I saw was my dad dressed in a tux the last thing he was wearing before he died. Me being 6 years old curiosity got the best of me. I walked over staring at the man who I saw die in front of me standing there.

"Dad" I said "aren't you dead"

He looked over at me and smiled "yes honey but I'm the ghost or as they call us 'the lonely ones' you can see me and everyone else that hasn't gone to the light"

As he said that I looked around the cemetery and he was right I could feel the difference of a human and a lonely one.

"Why are you still here daddy" I asked him.

"I went to the light honey but I'm a watcher I'm like a different version of a angel I watch over 1 family I tell the 1 person who can see me if they are in danger and what to stay away from if they are" he said slowly.

"And honey you need to help the lonely ones make sure they go to the light you also need to know that when you grow up you start to see more than just the lonely ones and don't be scared of the lonely ones they won't hurt you but be scared of the soul seekers but you must not show fear" he finished as he handed me a note. "That has every little detail you need to know and rember just say dad help and I will be there" and with that he disappeared.

And thats how i knew on November 6 2003, my life completely changed forever.

A/N I'm back at!