Fly ∆way Girl

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|WH∆T YOU KNOW|

How could I have missed that I had a brother? A freaking brother! We share the same blood, and I forgot about him... Even worse, I thought he was my boyfriend! That's pretty messed up.

I decided not to tell Larson about Baylor. He would have a great time with that story. I could already imagine the jokes he would have.

I could feel that I loved him though. In a non incestuous way. The old Harley felt safe just by hearing his voice. He truly was my protector. But, the question is, where was he while I was getting murdered? Where did we go after we left the school that night?

I'm not sure if these memories are helping me. I mean I have like a hundred new questions about what I saw, but I didn't get a single answer.

The afterlife is frustrating; and quite unpredictable I might add.

I wish I knew where I would find memories. I've probably walked through the halls of that school several times, but I don't get any memories. It only happens when I don't expect it.

Most of them are from the night I died, maybe my brain is forcing me to remember it. Except for the one with my dad. That one doesn't belong with the others.

Man, I wish I knew where Baylor and I went. That would make retracing my steps so much easier.

I played through what I had gathered about that night so far.

I was definitely at prom until I called Baylor to come pick me up for reasons unknown. Besides the laughing of course, but that's still a mystery too.

I know I climbed through the window of what might be my room, and left the note.

Then later after that, I was on the dock bleeding.

Wow, I have three little pieces of a massive puzzle. So much could have happened in between them.

I guess it's safe to assume I left with Baylor. And if that's true, then we could have only used one road to leave the school. Finally, a glimmer of hope. That road goes on for miles before there are any turn offs. Maybe if I follow it, I might have more memories.

I started in the parking lot where his Jeep was parked, and began following the signs leaving the school.

I walked completely around the building, all the way to the front.

After that, the path continues past two other school buildings, and then on to the main road.

Finally, something is simple. I miss things being easy. I miss being care free.

Even though I'm not alive, I still feel like there is an invisible timer over my head. People are all walking timers in a way, but a dead person shouldn't feel like that...

I do though, and I'm pretty sure it's because of Josiah. He said he collects people or whatever. He hasn't collected me, not yet at least... Or has he? How do you know when you've been collected? This place doesn't seem like Heaven at all. It's definitely more on the Hell side.

Wonder if that stuff doesn't exist though? Am I stuck in this place forever? Maybe after I solve my mystery it will be over. Like over over. Dead and unaware of things. Maybe I'll just be in the ground after that. Would that be a relief? Is that what I'm sticking around for? Dirt? Or in my case, a murky lake burial..

After about two miles, I decided to take a break. Even though my ghost body doesn't give out, my mind does. After a while, I just get tired of thinking.

I propped my arms on my knees, and used them as a pillow. I probably looked like a fluffy pink ball sitting on the side of the road, wrapped all up inside my sweater. Too bad no one sees me.