Prologue

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 Ever since the incident, I hated myself and my pain. More specifically, Being trapped. My name is Ella Morson and I was I was killed at 17 years old by an intruder. Ever since then, my parents went mentally insane and decided to kill the intruder, shortly before they killed themselves. All but my sister.

Sadly, They didn't know I wasn't in hell nor heaven, but still stuck inside our house trapped. So it went badly and while they went somewhere else, I was stuck here. But going back to my sister, she stayed in the house, putting all of the remains in a grave, making sure no one will ever remember them except for the cops and family. She explained to them what happened, and soon enough found out I was still here. She decided to keep that part a secret. She just said I ran away, so they think I'm still alive.

Luckily, I wasn't in total hell, considering how we could still communicate somehow. She also was old enough to stay here alone. Everyday we would talk to each other, just about regular stuff as if I wasn't a ghost. But every night my sister would cry to sleep, causing me to feel like shit. Even though I stayed the same age, my sister would get older and older, soon enough to be ill from being 70 years old. We would still talk, and more and more I would feel hurt because everyone else thought she was insane and didn't help her when she got sick.

At age 74, little did we know that it was her last day to be alive. Well, At least I didn't know. She did, but didn't want to tell me. I thought she was acting a little strange than usual, but didn't think anything of it. On her last five minutes of living, she finally told me everything. How she got visions every night, explaining how she would cry, and how the visions would always come true, which got her believing it. Of course I was pissed and upset, but all she said was, "Never forget the promise" over and over. Then, she died. I couldn't move. I couldn't speak. I couldn't forget.

I always thought that it was my fault ever since that day. I could never forgive myself. I thought that this was my punishment and I need to feel pain. At least until Luke came.

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I hoped you liked this, I will be updating as much as I can, or at least so I don't be a total bitch leaving you guys pissed at me.

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 26, 2017 ⏰

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