The Uninvited Guest

Chapter One

I'm falling. Falling out of nowhere. One minute, I am talking to my parents, the next I am falling into nothingness. I don't know what is happening. Heaven doesn't play tricks on us like humans do. Then, what is this?

I jolt. I open my eyes and look down at my hands. They are transparent! I look at my body. I am completely transparent. It reminds me of water. How it is transparent but, you can still see the outline of it. That is what I look like. A floating clump of water. Wait- backtrack a bit, I'm flying? I have never felt this experienced this before. Flying. I'm in shock.

I don't realize where I am until now. I am in my house. Except, it looks different. There is different furniture. Maybe Mom and Dad rearranged the furniture while I was asleep. I stop flying and walk around.

I hear someone coming down the stairs. Maybe Mom or Dad. Except it's not. I have seen him around. Just don't know from where. He looks about my age -20- ,my height. Except, he is a guy. What is he doing in my house?

"Excuse me? What are you doing in my house?" He seems startled. Almost screams. But he doesn't.

"Y-y-your house?" He says, his voice trembling. "What is your name?" I am surprised he is not fazed by the idea that he is talking to someone who is transparent.

"Anna Lee Sparks," How is this relevant, I think. "Why?"

"Sparks? You and your family died in a car crash last year. I was the first person to move into this house. They said it could be haunted, and apparently it is." Dead? The word strikes me like a lightning bolt. How could I be dead? I refuse to believe it.

"Dead?" Now it's my turn for my voice to tremble. "If I were dead, how am I here talking to you? That's impossible."

"You are transparent. You are obviously a ghost."

"What?" I cannot be a ghost. But, it makes perfect sense. I suddenly remember being in Heaven with my parents. Then the falling. I want to be back with my parents. I don't want to be in this world if they aren't with me.

I try to trash the place, but it won't work. My hand just goes through everything. I want to be with my parents and out of this nightmare.

"Well Anna Lee. I guess I'm stuck with you. Let's make the best of it." Well, if I can't be with my parents, I might as well make a friend.

"Fine. If I must." I walk around looking at my whole house. I can't be dead. I must be dreaming. I try to pinch myself, but my hand keeps going through my arm. How would a ghost wake himself up from a dream? The answer is, he can't.

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