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{Alec}
How can I tell her?
I can't, that's the thing.
We're both too young- and she wouldn't understand anything. It's too complex, in fact, I don't even think I could explain it properly.
I want to tell her.
But I'm afraid.
Doubt is just consuming me. 'What if's fill my head.
What if she hates me?
What if she thinks I'm crazy?
What if she gets scared?
What if, what if.
I saw everything when I died. My life if I had lived, that is. I saw myself graduating high school, going to college, and-
Stop. Don't think about that now. Think about what is to come.
I paced in the desolate room. I found it a few days ago. Was it a few days ago? Time doesn't really matter when you're a ghost, unless you're solid, but I don't know how to do that yet. I hope I could learn someday.
Oh, Lily, Lily, why did I have to die?
It wasn't an unpleasant experience. For me, at least. I guess that's because I was unconcious the entire time.
All I remember is Mum and Dad driving, the street lights, and the radio on. Then I heard my mum scream and I felt myself and the car jerk and swerve. The bright neon signs of restaurants all became a blur as something came down onto me. That's the last thing I felt before I fell into darkness.
It might've been me dreaming, but I thought I heard my mum and dad crying, and people's anxious murmuring. And white. I saw so much white.
Suddenly, I felt like I was slipping, like I was leaving my body. Then, it was like my eyes had opened. I saw everything. I was lying on a hospital bed, bleeding. None of the nurses or doctors were moving. They just stood there, looking sad.
"Help me!" I screamed, feeling worry bubble up in me, "save me! I know you can! Help!"
They acted like they couldn't hear me. Why couldn't they hear me?
As I looked at my still, pale body, I knew.
I had died.
Stop, it Alec. You need to focus. Focus.
It's something I was never good at. I need to work at it.
Lily, Lily, Lily. Such a pretty name.
The time will come.
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Ghostly
FantasyWhen Lily was five, she had a friend named Alec. He was a ghost. But they got into an arguement, so she told him to stay out of her life. And he did. What happens ten years later, when he re-enters her life?
