The Death List

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This isn't a bucket list. 

A bucket list is a list you make of things you want to do before you die.

This isn't that,

I want to die 

And I almost did if it wasn't for my annoying dead brother. 

Tommy was the opposite of me. He was popular, played sports, had every girl at his heels. But he was also my best friend. Only being one year apart, we were inseparable from birth. He always was there to stick up for me in school when the other girls would pick on me. Now that he's gone I have no one. 

Our parents are transparent. They don't give a crap about anything that we did. All they care about is their stupid candle business which takes up the whole garage with its 'pleasant'  smells. 

Note the sarcasm.

I should be dead right now. The pills were supposed to work. I was only to be let down when I woke up to a white hospital room and a nurse checking my vitals. 

"Olivia, you're awake! Its a miracle you're alive, you must feel so lucky." 

I don't 

She and all of her perkiness hopped out of the room to go get a doctor or something.  I turn around to look at the window when I notice Tommy sitting on the visitors' chairs and I let out a shriek.

"You're dead, how the hell are you hear right now?"

"Calm down Ollie, I'm just doing what I always am, protecting my little sis."

"you did this, you're the reason I'm still alive!"

"Maybe"

"ugh even when you're dead you're annoying"

"you better watch it or I'll haunt your ass" we both chuckle before he continues, "But seriously,  I'm not gonna let you do this to yourself, without a fight that is. I'll give you a year to complete my bucket list, If you do and still want to die, then I'll let you. If you don't complete it I won't let you hurt yourself anymore."

"but-"

"Hey! no buts. Rule number one of goasting, always respect their terms, remember I could still haunt-"

"I get it, now where is this stupid list?"

"If you choose to you will have to go find it"

"Why are you making this so difficult, please, I'm your little sister, " I say giving him my puppy eyes.

"Fine it's in my room, good luck," with that he disappears and I'm left alone to sleep.  

-PoP