As I continue to walk, I run into Jake. "Lily, do you want to play ball?" he asked. "I can't right now. Why don't you go ask Sally? I'm sure she wants to," I replied. The truth was I really couldn't play with Jake right now. I had too much on my mind. I was thinking about what had gone so wrong between Jason and I. My room was empty tonight, so I finally had some peace and a place to be alone for a while. I go in the door and sit on my bed.
All I want to do right now is cry. I haven't cried in a while. When I do, I feel weak, like I shouldn't be just sitting there crying like a baby. The truth is, everyone has to cry. Even after I died, I found myself crying once in a while. That's exactly what I'm doing now, sitting on my bed having a breakdown.
The kids rush in and sit on the sides of the bed, trying to comfort me. "Are you okay?" Sally questions, sounding worried. "What's wrong?" Jake follows. "I'm okay. I'll be okay," I reassure them. "I just got a little sad, that's all." They are far too young to understand anything that I was sad about. They knew how I died, they had been dead long before me, but they didn't know about Jason. "You guys go play, I will be fine," I tell them so they would leave me alone so I could cry everything away, just for a little while. "Okay," they both say in unison, and they leave me to sit with my thoughts.
I sat there in silence for about an hour, you don't realize time is passing when you have eternity. Now, I'm going through the drawers in the dressers beside my bed. They are bare, except for a Bible and the Room Service Booklet. Sometimes, I like to just visualize them the way the were the night before my death. Memories are very important to us ghosts. If we don't remember them enough, we could lose who we were in life forever.
I dried my eyes and went out to face the world again. The hotel was packed today, but maybe it just looked that way because everyone was making their way down to the lobby for checkout. The hotel was being closed down for the night, for reasons I was unaware of, and apparently, the guests didn't know why either, they had just been told it was going to be closed. Whatever the reason, I didn't really care either way.
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Love of a Dead Girl
RomanceLily is a ghost. She lives in a recently remodeled hotel with 3 other spirits who's names are Jake, Sally, and Mr. Jackson. She was killed by her own boyfriend who was cheating on her. She's now stuck here on earth. Xander is a paranormal investigat...