Wanderlust

It will be a pleasure to tell this story with all the details. 

Why? Well, first because it is not mine, it belongs to my best friend, Willy Degon.

Whenever we played together as children, and when we had fights, lasted like 10 minutes ...?

Anyway, for me, Willy is like a sister, but she is having an trouble in her life. 

What's it? Unfortunately, I am the cause of sorrow Willy, after all, I can't do anything for the ones you love in the state I am. 

Yes, if you haven't connected the dots yet, I'm dead. Yeah ... Thanks for the condolences. 

But how did this happen? I'll have to tell a little about me, if you don't mind.

My name is Sondra Eara , I " had " 19, Willy and I were studying law together in Londin campus; to tell the truth , we were the smarters of the campus (just saying the truth... ), and then we decided that we would dedicate ourselves fully to learn and in a few years we would work together as a judge and lawyer , we would be rich and so finally we could enjoy our time to have fun.

But something went wrong , I died before all this happened . Yes , all my study for nothing ... I'm happy to learn, but it means nothing when you're dead .

My death happen on Friday night. I was leaving the library, Willy wasn't with me that day , she had plans with her mother to buy mountains of books and later we would stay hours talking about it.

When I was going to my car , I saw that someone had parked in a spot for the elders , and how I wanted to be a future judge, I wouldn't let it go so easily .

I was turning around to go back to the library and ask about the owner of the car when it happened : a truck came out of nowhere and hit me .

I think the driver was drunk or very sleepy , because even after having reached me , he didn't stop accelerating , and in the end , ended up crushing me in the parking lot wall.

Of course blacked out at the time , I mean , I died.

After a few minutes of pure silence and darkness , I felt a lightness and began to see it again , but this time , I saw paramedics taking my body on a stretcher , I saw my parents come into despair by his daughter .

I saw my best friend in shock .

After the announcement of my death , my parents couldn't stop crying, my older brother denied my death , and Willy ... Willy didn't cry , she just sat there , listening to the doctor talking about my last minute, with details .

She didn't move, and for a moment I thought that Willy had died along with me .

My funeral was worse than the news of my death.

Roses everywhere...please! I don't like roses so much ... lilies are much more graceful and elegant . And honestly , no one cared to make me beautiful , shit ... why did they pick a white dress? I looked like a little girl, and why the heck my black hair tied in two ponytails ?! I know my hair is short , but they could have let loose.

Everybody was crying nonstop around my body. Saying catchphrases, you know, like :

" Oh my ... she died so young , what a waste "

" God wanted this angel closer to him "

" I'm sure that Sondra is in a better place "

" Now she will rest in peace "

"The ones who stays suffer the most ... I'm sorry for your lost "

Fuck you!

First, I'm really young , but it wasn't my choice to leave.

Second, if God loves me, He would want me to stay on the side of the people I love.

Third ,in better place... Your Ass! I'm in the same place as you, and I can say that is not so cool not being able to be heard.

Fourth, I don't want to rest in peace .

Fifth ... I'm suffering too  , you have each other to take the pain away , and I ... I have no one now .

Willy .

She was there, sitting in a chair , away from my body , and looked at it with horror ;she spend hours like that until all leaved, and remain only our family, then her parents were going away , they pinch Willy a few times to wake her .

Willy didn't cry , she just stood there with a pale look of horror on her face and walked away .

After a few days after my funeral ,people went to my grave all the time , people I didn't even know .

But my best friend never visited my grave , and honestly was pretty boring staying there waiting for people all the time .

So I decided I would spend my time spying on Willy .

Yeah, I 'm a ghost haunting my best friend , got a problem with that?

Well, this is just my story .

Now, I will tell the story of my best friend Willy Dagon.