Tears. Despair. The agonizing pain of watching my loved ones stare down at my casket. Wait... My casket? I peered down into the deathbed to find my lifeless body there. That can't be right. This must just be a dream. I don't remember anything. Well, except for a car ride. I was riding home with.... With Autumn. She was driving me home. That's when we crashed.
Facts:
Autumn is my best friend
5'7
Soft golden eyes
Brown hair
Athletic
And obviously a bad driver.
How am I here? Am I a ghost, a demon, or an angel??? Definitely not an angel considering I'm an atheist. My thoughts continued to race at until I heard the preacher begin his sermon. "Today, we are here to...." the words became rubbish to my mind. I'd lost the knowledge of the human language. I screamed for my mom and dad, but they couldn't hear me. But then I saw it. A guy, about my height, beautiful brown eyes, and black hair. Staring at me, like he could see me. Of course me and my mouth never agree on what to say, so what came out was: "Take a picture. It'll last longer."
He didn't seem to thrilled to see a dead girl speaking to him. Especially since I was speaking his language, apparently. The horrified look on his face accompanied with three simple words:
"What... The... Hell..."
The whole congregation turns and stares at him. I guess he forgot people could hear him. Funny, I thought to myself. If they can understand him, why can I not understand what any other live person in this room is saying? My thoughts were interrupted by the same kid, who appeared to be quite flustered under the peering eyes of my loved ones. "I-... I'm terribly sorry for interrupting. I'll be leaving now." As he finishes his apology, he grabs my arm and drags me out of the church. "HEY, GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF ME KID!" I thrashed around until he finally let me go, after dragging me into an alley, of course. No one wants to be seen talking to themselves. His voice is comforting as he speaks to me. "Hey, calm down. I'm here to help you." I laugh at him as soon as the words leave his mouth. "Ha. Help? You dragged a DEAD GIRL out of her funeral. I'm sure your the one that's gonna have help shortly. Besides, I dont even know who you are." He seems slightly hurt as he lowers his eyes. "I'm Abram, Autumn's brother..."
To be continued...
