Cursed (How Can I Love Someone, If I Don't Even Love Myself?)

Settling In

- You -

This is getting annoying...

We've been jumping from country to country, city to city, and house to house. I'm sick of it! And it's all thank to me-

*Pause*

Why don't we start from the beginning...

Before I was born, my mother was once married to a loving man. He wasn't rich, or poor, but he had a well paid job. They were happy, and they were even happier when my older brother was born. Their lives were perfect. Until,...

*C R A S H*

....a terrible accident occurred, an accident that took my mother's beloved away.

For the next eight years, my mother raised my brother on her own. She learned to move on and met another man. Except, he was different from other men. He was dead. Sounds weird, I know. But it's true, this man was ghost. They both loved each other dearly. That same year, he ask for her hand in marriage. My mother accepted in joyful tears.

Not long after, they had a child. It was a healthy, baby girl. However, she was oddly different from most children. That's right, she was half ghost, inherited from her father. It was peculiar to see that a young child would have ghostly qualities. But, it didn't matter to the parents, they were proud to have her. And that child...

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...was me.

I was sitting in the back with my siblings. My older brother, Kim, and my adopted, younger sister, Everly. My father was behind the wheel as my mother sat beside him in the shotgun seat. We were on our way to our new home in a neighborhood by the name of Amity Park. I wasn't excited for this "new change." It's what we've been doing since I turned 3. We move to a new place, and once I get comfortable, we're on the road to a new life. This endless cycle continues because of me and my stupid, ghost powers.

At first, I thought it was cool to fly, go through solid walls, or disappear. Then, I did something awful. I lost control of my abilities and I hurt someone. I nearly killed the poor guy. That incident made me reflect on what I am. I'm a monster! I'm cursed!

I ended up forcing myself to accept the fact that I'm a danger to society and isolated myself from everyone, except my family.

"So, what's so special about Amity Park?" I ask my parents. "Looks like a normal neighborhood to me."

"Well," my father answered, "we heard that this place had some weird, unexplainable attacks..."

I didn't really care about what he was saying. I just wanted someone talking to avoid the awkward silence. I gazed out the car window and see a school. Casper High. I smirked and laughed internally at the name. Then, the faint sound of the bell rang and students were flooding out. School must be over.

I watched as the students walk their different paths and glared in envy. They better be grateful that they live a normal life....

- Danny -

School was finally over, not a moment too soon. And a ghost hasn't even popped up once today, odd, but great! I walked with my friends back to my house and when we turned the corner, there was a moving truck. I guess someone's moving in. Soon enough, a silver car pulls up behind the truck. I felt a chill and my ghost senses go off, great. From the car, comes out a family of five. The two parents, thankfully normal looking. The kids however, hardly look related. The older brother, resembled the mother, the middle kid, had a mad on her face but, mostly similar to the father, and the younger sister.....obviously adopted.

"Should we help them in?" Sam suggested.

Tucker and I shrugged in somewhat agreement and approached the new, soon-to-be neighbors....