The Journey Continues

Chapter 3: Reunited at Last

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While I was trying to figure out how to save this ghost, I happened to look up at the sky and see something. It was the same bluish color as all ghosts, but this one seemed different. I could tell this was a female ghost, but she looked awfully young to be dead already. As I continued watching her, I noticed she was getting closer to me, almost as if she was flying towards me.

After watching for awhile, I realized who this ghost was. It was the same girl I had traveled with for so many weeks to find her "brother." My eyes started filling with tears at the fact that I was seeing her again. As the figure kept getting closer and closer, I could start seeing her facial features coming into view. She had the same pale blue glow that every ghost had, but she radiated with brilliance, rather than being a gloomy color.

I finally can see her again, after so many weeks.

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As I continued flying closer, I could start to see the one person I missed most. Drawing closer kept filling me with adrenaline, and I could feel myself flying faster and faster, almost as if I were a cannonball. Closer and closer he came, and more and more excited I became. As soon as I realized I was about to barrel right through him, I had to pull the brakes. I immediately stopped right in front of him, a smile threatening to break through on my face. I couldn't hold it back any longer, and the brightest smile I'm sure I've ever put on my face shone.

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She stopped right in front of me, beaming the brightest smile I'd ever seen from her. Shock clearly showing on my face, I felt my arm reach up, then fall back down as I remembered she wasn't a solid form. I looked straight into the hazel eyes that seemed so real, yet so...unfamiliar. Probably because she was a ghost, and they didn't have color. I was still thrilled that I was finally seeing the one person who understood me again. I vowed to never lose sight of her again.

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As I stared into his blue eyes, I realized that there was no way this could work. I tried to look away, but I couldn't bring myself to leave his gaze. In my mind I kept thinking, I wish I was still alive, I wish I was still alive, I wish I was still alive. That's when I felt a tugging on my spiritual form, making me fearful of what could be going on. Then, pop. My spirit was gone.