Death because of me

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(Ronnie)

 I whistled as I walked down the hallway, swinging the bathroom pass in my hand. I came to a stop in between the boys and girls bathroom. Glancing at the men's room I wondered curiously what it looked like then I decided I shouldn't go in there considering I'm not a guy. And who honestly wants to unravel the nasty workings of a boy's mind.

 Walking into the girls bathroom my hand on a stall door. Just as I was about to open it a ghost came flying out it's clear form brushing right through me. It's a nerve racking feeling one that puts you on end. Facing the ghost in a long black silky dress, White hair that touched the ground, and dark blue eyes you could easily drown in.

  She was young though probably died centries ago based on her hair and clothing. An involitary shiver ran through me as she smiled. Her ghostly laughed echoed through the empty bathroom,"Hello,"She hissed in her childlike voice.

 "Hey,"I watched her warily as she sat on the counter flouting slightly.

 "We have been watching,"She said casually as she looked at her long claw like nails.

  "I know,"I breathed.

"Join us, give in you know you will lose."

 "I'm not suicidal, I will fight for my life,"I said in a small voice.

  "We will murderer you soon and you will have know choice."She watched me with a smile playing on her lips," And others will suffer from you desicon!"She yelled before vanishing.

 I took me a couple of seconds to recover and I walked to the sink to wash my hands. What did she mean others would suffer? That very though scared me. I didn't want others in pain because of me. I glared at the running water. Confusion covered my features as dark red dripped continuously into the water dying it with the poisoning color. My eyes wondered to the ceiling and let out a strangled cry.

 My best friend Taylor covered in whith claw marks that pierced deep into her skin. Her small body duck taped to the ceiling. Her eyes were wide open and at that look in her eye that told you she was know longer breathing. Her blood continued to run down her face and into the sink.

 I let out a glass shattering scream no longer able to conceal my fear

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 I rocked back and forth in the corner of my room. I had death on my hands. She died just because she was close to me and I felt terrible. I lost somebody who looked past everything unusual about me and befriended me. Took the time to get to know me.

 Tears ran down my face endlessly, I couldn't bring myself to stop sobbing. She would be alive still breathing If I never came. If I never showed up in her life. I was stupid to think after everything that happened in Arizona that they would leave me alone.

 In peace.

 No.

 They were being to make my life living hell.

 And it was only beginning.

 Someone sat down beside me, I was to lost in my thoughts to know who it was. I just wish they would leave. I was suddenly lifted up and put on someones lap.

 "Shhhhh."He said as he rubbed my back in a circular motion. Turning aroun and pressing my face into his chest. Letting a whole new round of sobs shake my body. He held me tightly.

  I knew I could no longer postspone learning about my gift any longer. I needed to find out about my families past. Maybe, Just maybe I inherited this gift from someone. My mom never talked about her family she must have a past that she doesn't want us to know about. I'll be sure to ask.

  My second option would be research. Endless books and google search. I was bound To learn or find someone that claimed they could see the dead, too.

 "How about this saturday you meet my family?"He whispered into my hair.

 I nodded,"Can you go I need to be alone.."I whispered back my voice hoarse. He got up and left with out another word

 Getting up , entering my bathroom and turning on the shower. I got in letting the water wash away my despair.

 Saddly, I knew i would have to let taylor move on. I would find out soon if I could summoner and maybe we could still be friends even if she is dead.

 i don't know how long I stayed in the shower but eventually the water became cold. Turning off the water, drying off, and getting dressed in sofee's and a tank top. I brushed my hair as i glared at the mirror. My face was paler than usual and I didn't think that was even possible. I found it sad i could deal with death so easily. I just guess it was how I learned to cope. Push all bad things away before you found yourself drowning. Lost in all things terrifying.

 I tip-toed down the hallway. Knowing the twins would be off to bed at this late hour. The light in dads office shown brightly through the cracks in his door. Leaving mom in the living room watching t.v.

 Good. I could talk to her alone.

 I sat down next to her on the sofa, bringing my knees up and resting my chin on them. The lights from the t.v flashing across our face in the dark room.

 "Mom."I said breaking the silence.

 "Yes, dear?"

 "How come you never talk about your family?"Seconds ticked by before she sighed.

"I only had a mom the rest of her family died from random deaths, fire, car crashes, murder, drowning and so on."Her voice was barely heard as she continued in her quiet tone."My mom was crazy, she believed she could do these magical things... I was ashamed of her."

"What happened to her is she still alive."I blurted out.

"She was murdered on a foggy night..I'll never forget."

"What do she think she could do?"

 "Control the dead,summon them, Create zombies trapping their spirits in their corpse of their bodies. She claimed that dead was in her possession, her control."She laughed suddenly breaking the tense atmosphere.

I hugged her and apologised for having her unlock unwanted memories and walked back to my room, and locking the door. Rushing over to my laptop. I searched on google.

 'How to summon the dead'

 If this could work, I could get all my answers from her if she wasn't as insane my mom claimed her to be. A whole bunch of websites appeared and I clicked on a promising site.

I continued to read.

 Summoning the dead can be quit difficult but at midnight the portal between both world opens. Giving easy access to take a spirit into the human world were they no longer live. Beware though some unwanted spirits could easily summoned even though unwanted. Be cautious though you may see what you can't handle.

  It stated I need three candles placed in a large triangle on the floor. Lighting the candles ten minutes before midnight and the time came you simply said their whole name. And when the candles blew out one by one the presence of the spirit was there.

 It seemed fairly simple so I did as asked. Anxious to see if it would work I waited as the house finally went to sleep and I got to work.

 Placing each candle down creating a triangle. i lite each one as the glow casted a faint light across the dark surroundings of my room. Sitting down I looked at the clock on my night stand. It strikes midnight. Here goes nothing.

 "Elizabeth De Laurence," i called out into the night. A light breezed rushed through the room. One by one the candles blew out. Smoke danced up as the flame disappeared.

 "Yes,"I turned in the direction of the voice.

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