"Go away Tate!"
"You're all i want you're all i have!!!"
"Go away!!!"
I woke up screaming,and i started crying so hard.
This is happening every single night,i think i'm crazy cause i just can't stop thinking about him,about the boy i love,about Tate.
I have 24 years now,we finally found a way to leave murder house and we can go where we want to,nobody can't see that we are ghosts now,but there will always be one thing i'll miss from murder house and that is Tate,he is the reason i'm dead.
So now i'm in Sydney,actually i live here 1 year but i still have those nightmares and i just can't hold them anymore,i have to go back to Los Angeles to find a way to remove him from my head,i think i have to see him and to say something but i don't know what.I'm packing my backpack and i have to hurry cause i have to leave this place in 11:00 ,and i have to go on the airport.
The last thing I'm packing is my family photo where we were still alive but not as happy as we are now when we are ghosts,I'm looking at it and smiling
"Trrrrrrrrrrr..." My alarm is ringing and that means i have to go immediately.
I packed my photo fast and grabbed my phone to call a taxi.Now I'm sitting in the airport trying to get interested with some magazines but it's still boring,one boy whit curly blond hair just sett next to me but i can't see his face cause he reads something.
I'm staring at him like an idiot, thinking about Tate's hair,this boy reminds me of him.
Suddenly boy looked at me and saw me staring like a psycho,and i saw that his face is not even close to Tate's beautiful face.
"Sorry?"
"Yeah?" i said when i woke up from thinking
"Why are you staring at me? it's rude!"
"I'm so sorry i thought that you are someone else" i said totally embarrassed
"Could you please sit somewhere else cause when my boyfriend comes he won't like this!"
"I'm sorry...boyfriend?" I asked him confused
"Yeah do you have a problem with gay people or what!?" he answered angry
"No no...i should just go..." I walked to the next seatI got into the plane finally,now i'm sitting next to the window waiting for plane to start flying, i looked at my card and read "oceanic 815" on it,then i just started sleeping.
Something woke me up ,i see a man running,several flight attendants were chasing him,then i recognized a women with handcuffs and the police man sitting just behind me,now i'm thinking "looks like this is worst than murder house"
Then airplane started crushing and what i saw after that is just black.
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Destiny
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