The white car was there again. At first I thought that I was just dreaming, but no. Can ghosts even dream? Nah didn't think so. Anyways back to the car, oh yea, it was like a living nightmare while being dead. Not appealing I know. This car had somehow, something to do with me being dead. I didn't know how but I would find out eventually.
After the funerals, I discovered that if I thought of a place, I would appear back there. It felt wonderful, it was just a moment of freedom, the only time I felt .. alive. I could also move objects with my mind, awesome I know. I actually visited places I had never even thought of during my living. And had some fun with the jocks at school who had made my life a living hell for some years. I also went around my best friend's house and saw that she was moving out. She looked bad real bad, she didn't have this spark in her eyes anymore, this joy who would put anyone in a good mood. And I felt terrible for her, for leaving her like this. During the rest of the day I continued my exploration and played with my new skills.
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Here's chapter 3 :) . God I'm just falling in love with writing, i used to never write and now it seems like my head's full with ideas :)
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Wherever I'll go
Teen FictionAs it was getting dark, I was walking back home from school, everything seemed normal till this car came in and started following me. Every street I turned to, slowing down or speeding up, the car was still there. Finally my house came into view and...