Doomed to be Dead

Prologue

     This story starts In a small town out in the middle of nowhere. Where Alexander Capella lives in a small home. He had a mother a father and a twin brother. They were six at the time. The children couldn't be more contempt with their lives. They couldn't ask for anything more either, life was perfect They had a warm bed to sleep in, lots of food. They had two good parents, who had jobs and money to buy the boys toys or anything else they would need. They had nice cloths and anything else they could possibly think of. This night changed it all though. It was a clear night. Not a cloud in the sky, stars were brighter than the sun,a small breeze coming from the east, it was chilly but not freezing. This was a normal spring night. Alex just happened to jerk awake when He heard the door close downstairs. So he silently crawls out of bed trying not to wake his brother, that he shared a room with. He jogged downstairs trying not to make noise or wake anyone up. The stairs seemed to him that they went on like time, forever, but by the time he even thought of that He was at the bottom. He ran over to the front window, He looked outside into the blinding darkness he noticed how bright the stars were and stared at them until he saw a shooting star that's when he stopped, crossed his fingers and closed his eyes and made a childish wish. What any child would do. When he opened his eyes back up he looked down at the edge of the old wooden porch. He followed the porch to the thin stone walkway to the narrow gravel parking lot. He looked at the old robin egg blue car they had in the driveway. It was nowhere near in the best shape, but it worked well for getting the family from point A to point B. Alex's eyes wandered all the way to his father who was in the car crying. Alex went over to the door bouncing feeling he had the need to hurry. He wrapped his small soft hands around the chilled stainless-steel door knob. He twisted his wrist with a jerk. He ran outside to his father. Opening the car door
     "Daddy! Why are you crying" He stated hugging his father tightly around his waist. 
     "Oh kiddo. A mean man's making me do something I really don't want to do." His father told him. He left after he said that. Alex hasn't seen his dad sense that day. Alex sobbed on the porch for his father, He sat there for hours, before he went back to bed. On his way inside he passed people that he'd never scene before. Only thing is, She looked dead. Alex looked at this person for a moment She seemed very nice, and motherly. Alex brushed this off saying he was just tired, but it started happening more and more commonly. They were everywhere and Alex could talk to them, when nobody else can. He learned a lot from the nice ghost. He learned that Ghosts are better than 'real' people and that His dad was probably never coming home.

[A/N: SO sorry if it sucks! I'm really tired right now, I wrote this in like 45 minutes and it's like 4:45 in the morning so...Just please don't be rude]