Imagine if you only had one day left to live! If someone told you that today was your last day to be alive, what would you do? Me, well I would go and have a buffet breakfast in the city with my family. Then I would meet up with some friends and go shopping, see a movie and go to theme parks at the Gold Coast. Last of all, I would sit by the beach and watch the sunset with my boyfriend, David. That is what I would do if I knew it would be my last day, but in this case, I didnt see what was coming. I mean, who would have thought that on a day like today I would. die. Well actually, I was murdered because this was no accident. After school I was waiting at the station to catch a train home when suddenly, someone came behind me and pushed me onto the train tracks just as the train was pulling into the station. If only I had turned around to see who this dastardly person was then I wouldnt be stuck in this horrible place. Sorry, I should explain that when teenagers are murdered they become ghosts and come to this rickety place called The Spirit Hotel. I am now trapped in this dark, eerie place, made of creaking wood where, with every step you take, dust would fly into the air. Then there is the other side, a separate hotel where all the adult ghosts and the older people who died naturally of old age go. There are other ghosts in the Spirit Hotel, but not many, as most ghosts were lucky enough to have seen who murdered them. All they would have to do then is just figure out why that person murdered them. Then they would be able to enter the other side through the big yellow door. The hotel is so much better on the other side as their spirits are free. There are no rules there and its pretty much as if the ghosts were living a human life. Whereas for us murdered teenagers, we have to follow all these rules. For example, we have to stay in the clothes that we died in, which unlucky for me happened to be my ugly purple and yellow checked school uniform. We can leave the hotel and step into the human world where all the living people are, but we cant let the humans see or hear us. No matter how hard we try to interact with the living, they still will not notice we are there. On the other side, however, we can talk and show ourselves to the humans but only for a temporary amount of time. Until I figure out who my murderer was and why they murdered me, I am stuck here at The Spirit Hotel.
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The Last Day
Short StoryThis is a short story that I wrote containing only 478 words. This is a very interesting story that I recommend for anyone who loves murder mysteries and short but interesting novels.