In Time Ch.1 Oh look.. My Killer!

"Samantha Carter  a young 17 year old murdered in North Central Park late night. People reported they saw her walking home alone. While some people offed her a ride she dinied they said. Police still havent coverd any information on the killer. They found her body in a alley. She had several gun shots to the head and one on her heart." The News Woman reported. "Such a sad story really. Poor girl." The man replieed back. "Yes Mike it is. If you have any information on this case please call 757-675-0006. Thank you." They turned to some fire on a building.

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Mom flipped off the t.v and went to the kitchen to meet my dad. "Honey its been 3 months. I hope they will find justice for her." Mom said with tears in her eyes. "I hope so too." I could tell my dad was bout to cry to. His voice was a little shaky. As they said its been 3 months since i got murdered. Of course i knew who did it. But unfortunatly i cant tell them. Cuz im dead and stuff. I would be in heaven now,but i havent gotton to see my door. Or "the light" as people call it. No one ever said you had to wait. I thought you get sent to heaven but no. The only way to get this "door" was to find yourself. Older people were lucky enouh to...cuz they had more time. Unfair as i say it. Anyway I can touch and feel but i cant talk or takeover a body. It basically sucks. I mwan how the heck do I find myself?! Oh i look in a mirror? LIke wow. Back to the story... I had a boyfriend. But its turns out when I got killed he just dated some other whore. I tried to haunt him but...well thats another story. I can pick up things like a chair, and junk. My parents still kept my room the same. I lock the room and hope they dont notice. I look at the year books and scrapbooks i have made in the past. I laugh to myself. "If only time wouldve let me live longer" I put the book down and go to the park. I can transport,awesome i know! Walking through walls...yea dont work. I walked around a little and noticed a guy bout 17-18 sitting on the bench head in his hands. He looks sad. I walked up too him. I wonder what hes sad bout. Probably dumped his girlfriend or something.He looked up. I recenized his face but not sure where. A shocked look went across his face as his eyes widen. Wonder if hes physco or somethin. "Wait yo...your that...go...got ....murdered!" He yelled out in fright. Wait...phh nah he cant see me! No one can. IM a ghost. Like those cheesy ones in the movies. I looked at him again and relized it was...my...killer! I stepped back in fear. Wait what am i doin! He cant hurt me. I look at him again. Why is he scared. I mean I would be scared too but? He looked so..so..oh whats the word? Hurtless? No why am i thinkin this?! He killed me! I walk away still looking back. Oh yea forgot to say...when your a ghost you stay in the same clothes. He followed me. I walked to the public bathrooms.( For guys and girls) "Wait..you can see me?" I ask. ".....Ye...yeah." He says hesitating. "No, i killed you how can..how are you still alive!?" "Well...im not sure how you can see me..but um..im a ghost!" Man this is so fun! I havent talked to a person in weeks! Even if  its with the guy who killed me! Oddly. "Wait,how can i see you. And before you um...take over me or kill me..can i explained why i killed you.?"

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