We all live on

New beggings

My life had sucked until I met Ian, even when I was little. Like when I was five, my parents got divorced. And at age 8, I moved to a new school. It's like the "bad cloud" is after me.
I had dreamt of going to college ever since I was little, but I couldn't go, I lost my touch in high school. Then my mom died and stepdad died. My brother had already moved to Japan and no one could contact him. So, since I was 19 I got custody of my little brother and sister. My parents lawyer told me that if anything happened to me, my siblings would go to my aunt.
They are with her now.
Trying to keep up with the house payments were hard enough, without having to pay for food, clothes, and household items. At one point I was working three jobs.
My little brother and sister kept the house clean and made dinner most of the time. I spoiled them with love. And I did not win their love by buying them presents. And they loved me back to other all their hearts.
Keeping up with the shifts got harder. I always came home tired and sore. But I still made time for them.
After a while my life was good, because my childhood sweetheart and I were together. Then everything went downhill the night of my death.
Tonight was supposed to be our date night, I still want to watch our favorite movie, while curled up next to him eating popcorn. Never again.
Now as a ghost I have started a new "life" with Ian. We wonder through the streets at night, exploring the danger of New York City, without being seen, spending money, or getting hurt.
I have now realized that good things come in different packages. And along the way you might run into a bump or wrinkle, but once you smooth it out your present is good.
Thank you for listening to my story. Maybe you will hear me and Ian wondering the streets.
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Thank you so much for reading my story, I know this was a short book, but it was my first one. Please leave comments, I would love some feedback.🤗❤️