Chapter 4- Lani

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The​ ​ghost​ ​who​ ​had​ ​spoken​ ​was​ ​a​ ​girl​ ​with​ ​gray​ ​hair​ ​and​ ​green​ ​eyes-​ ​unnaturally​ ​green eyes​ ​for​ ​a​ ​ghost.​ ​She​ ​wore​ ​a​ ​worn​ ​teal​ ​t-shirt​ ​nearly​ ​mirroring​ ​the​ ​one​ ​I​ ​knew​ ​my​ ​sister​ ​wore,​ ​as well​ ​as​ ​flower-embroidered​ ​jeans."Shut​ ​up.​ ​I​ ​needed​ ​to​ ​see​ ​my​ ​sister,​ ​and​ ​I​ ​thought​ ​she​ ​was​ ​in​ ​here."​ ​I​ ​noticed​ ​my​ ​sister lying​ ​on​ ​her​ ​bed.​ ​Something​ ​was​ ​wrong.​ ​It​ ​appeared​ ​that​ ​she​ ​was​ ​sleeping...​ ​but​ ​she​ ​wasn't.​ ​She was​ ​brain-​ ​dead.​ ​"WHAT​ ​THE​ ​HELL​ ​DID​ ​YOU​ ​DO​ ​TO​ ​MY​ ​SISTER!?!?"​ ​I​ ​shouted​ ​to​ ​the​ ​ghost.She​ ​winced.​ ​"YOU​ ​shut​ ​up​ ​this​ ​time,​ ​my​ ​parents​ ​are​ ​going​ ​to​ ​hear.​ ​You'll​ ​get​ ​me​ ​busted."Wait...what?​ ​Parents?​ ​I​ ​ignored​ ​that​ ​comment.​ ​She​ ​must​ ​have​ ​been​ ​disoriented. "You​ ​didn't​ ​know?​ ​People​ ​can't​ ​hear​ ​you​ ​when​ ​you're​ ​dead.​ ​Only​ ​other​ ​ghosts​ ​and​ ​those who​ ​killed​ ​you​ ​can​ ​see​ ​you.​ ​And​ ​if​ ​you​ ​died​ ​from​ ​natural​ ​causes,​ ​no​ ​one​ ​other​ ​than​ ​ghosts​ ​can see​ ​you.​ ​Blah​ ​blah​ ​blah.​ ​Also,​ ​ANSWER​ ​MY​ ​QUESTION​ ​NOW."She​ ​sighed.​ ​"First​ ​tell​ ​me​ ​your​ ​name.​ ​You​ ​remember​ ​your​ ​name,​ ​right?"I​ ​was​ ​ticked​ ​off,​ ​but​ ​I​ ​answered,​ ​"Lani.​ ​Lani​ ​Wing.​ ​You?"

She was totally gaping.

"What is it??? Spit it out." I told her.

"Y-you are Lani Wing?"

I sighed. "Yeah, I am. Who are you?"

"I-I'm your sister. Oriana Wing."

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