save him

Remembering

Vlad's P.O.V.

Two years. 

Its been two years since he died. Since my best friend in the whole wide world died. 

Tyler. 

I've always had the curse of being able to see the dead in the real world. Tyler understood completely, and was one of the few people who believed me.

 I remember when his ghost came to my bedroom.

 It was horrifying. 

He didn't have any eyes. I remember what they looked like before. A beautiful deep green. When i saw him, he had an additional five arms reaching out to me from his back. I was petrified, screaming for my mom. That was when i was 11, about a few days after my birthday. He was only hissing. 

I'm 13 now, isolated from society for being what they called a freak. I had friends when tyler was.. Normal. 

When he died, all our friends bailed on me. Ricky, Will, Logan, Isaiah, Rachel.. All of them. 

Gone. 

now i just cut some classes to have alone time with him. I don't care if i get detentions or not. Its all in the sake of keeping my friend with me.

Where i've been is the woods where we all went to play as children. 

He has the power to show me flashbacks of his life. 

I know he died there. 

He was choked to death, but the hands of the killer was never shown. 

His new form has red hand marks around his neck. All he can make is choking sounds, and when he tries to talk, he whimpers and blood spurts out of his mouth. 

It pains me to see him like this. I keep digging for him with no luck. 

One day i will find him. 

I'll save him.