The Devils Daughter .

part 4

From that day at the hospital my life had changed completely. 3 days later my death. I went to my funeral I stood next to my mother and watched her cry. I saw her cry inconsolably. It made me not want to be with her.

I watched people go by they passed me like I wasn't there. I saw mothers. care for there children. I saw the weary sit alone and care themselves with no company but yet they seemed happy. I didn't know what to do I didn't know why I was like that.

I went to my grave one day I sat by it and just read the words on that cement "long live Alice 1961-1975" I didn't understand how I died or why.

I heard footsteps behind me and quickly turned around. It was Jesse he just look at me scared in shock he got closer and touched me. I felt the warmth of his skin touch my icy cold flesh. "What are you?" He asked.

"I don't know." I said softly,

"I miss you so much" he said as he started to cry.

"I'll always be here" I promised. I then went and gave him a kiss. I stayed with him for days that almost seemed like years. My life was getting better it really was until that day that one single day that made me realize it was never going to be okay.