The Five Souls - The Beginning

Chapter 3 (jack)- Homelife

home, the place of security where mom, dads, and children all alike live together under one roof supposedly happy ever after. But for me, When I opened the front door, I slowly crept through the kitchen and was almost out of the living room when I was grabbed by the shirt and pulled onto the couch. "What in god's name are you doing dealing DRUGS!!!"

"I'm sorry, but you won't understand."

Looking into Dad's eyes was like looking into an inferno about ready to engulf you with flames. "Son don't you sass me, I do understand. I was once your age too remember!"

"Shut up, you haven't understood me since you let mom die. As a matter of fact, you never understood me, Father. Do you think you can relate just cause you were my age? Well if that's what you think then you need to go back to school and see what it's like to be the freak of high school, To always be picked on just cause I act different, or just cause bad things happen to me for no reason. Or I see dead people or hear voices in my head. dad, you know nothing about what it's like to be me. I did the drugs hoping I could knock out Dillon Botan and get him busted so IL be the guy everyone talks about as the guy that stood up to the bully. But no, I got kicked in the stomach, almost suspended, and saw an alien, and you know what, at least mom could bring some sense into what happened today and actually understand me. But you had to come in drunk and run her over. then you have the audacity to say you don't remember. This is madness. I'm leaving to grandma's for the weekend so I can take a break from all this crap."

suddenly a burning pain spread across my face. as a red welt rose from my check. "How dare you. I am your father"

"no, you are not my father since you left me. you lost your right as my father when you decided that I wasn't enough. when you decided to ABANDON ME." I say, rage bubbling as I'm forced to think back to those painful months of being alone.

Ok in Dad's defense, he thought the car was in park. But that was no excuse; you don't go and run away. Leaving your 16-year-old son at the house to explain everything and just randomly showing up on the front door 10 months later. You just don't do that, I went through the hardest time of my life without the only other person that I looked up to, without your dad. So no excuses.

There was a pause for about 5 minutes with dad just sitting there looking on the verge of tears. "you're right son, you would be safer there. I'm the one that should be sorry. I ruined both our lives," he said walking to his room.

I could tell he felt terrible and it wasn't his entire fault Mom died. But still, he hurt me and ran away from me. I couldn't just forgive him and he would never understand. He just has to learn that it was going to take some time. so I just left and when I was out of sight I heard him start to cry his little pity party. Pathetic.

When I got to my room I packed up my things, Got about 3 days worth of clothes and my laptop. As I was walking out of my room it suddenly grew icy cold, making me stop to look into the mirror on my door. There I saw a figure right behind me that almost made me jump.

 Now when I said I see ghosts I wasn't lying. A girl by the name of Jenna has been trapped in my house for years. I can usually talk to her but when I try and ask about her death she goes quiet and disappears. I eventually learned to not mention that. The funny thing is she usually gives me great advice and could usually sense how I felt.

"Hey where are you going," she asks me

"Honestly I'm not exactly sure yet," I said, pausing to think about that.

"so I heard what happened down there. You want to talk?" she asked. Although The tone in her voice suggested that she was, even if I said no.

"id pre.." I started to say. But was cut short when she said

"We are. You have been nothing but a bully to your father. He loves you and he is hurting just as much as you are and I'm sorry but you have problems. You don't think he's feeling bad for what he did? He just wants your love"

"It's not that," I said kind of rudely

"Then what is it? Cause I for one am not liking your attitude. It sends off negative vibes and makes me feel more, I don't know 'ghostly'." She exclaims

"Ghostly? Ok, listen I'm sorry I am so negative but I don't know what to do?" I say with a little bit of anger thrown into my voice

"Forgive him. That's all you can do and I know there was no reason for him to run away. but people make mistakes. Take it from someone who lost her life cause of a mistake."

"Wait. you remember how you died?" I say astonished and excited for her. ever since she came into my life she says she hasn't remembered anything except that she woke up and could walk through walls, only to find out that it wasn't a dream but a reality. a reality that she was trapped on this earth for some unknown reason. I suspect that her parents formally lived in this house and something of hers or her parents was left here.

"I don't know. today I was in the black place and I don't know. I just had this feeling that I did something to cause my death. Honestly lately iv been feeling odd like I'm not meant to be here and I don't know. I just don't know. Anyways back to you. Don't give up on your dad he loves you."

I know she's right. But there's just a part of me that says no. I was left alone for ten months dealing with my newfound super-strength that already kicked in before the weird alien thing touched me and gave me all the other superpowers, my mom's death, and a new school. You can't just leave like that and claim you don't even remember. He took a piece of me away and I honestly don't think I'll ever find it again. 

not wanting to think on the matter anymore I turned to Jenna and said: 

"ok lesson, I need to get to my grandmother's place before it's too late," I say hoping she'll get the hint and let me leave. Luckily that made me actually think of my grandparents and when they go to bed, which meant I needed to leave.

"Grandmothers? I've never met her. of course iv seen her before your dad left. but I haven't been able to talk to another living human ever since I died. you are the only one. " she said with a hint of a question coming along.

"your point?" I asked after a few seconds of silence

"well, what if I maybe possess you when your grandma comes over if she ever does?"

"No, I think that would be a bad idea. She has some kind of ghost-binding stuff that she carries with her and I don't want you to hurt yourself. Anyways I'm still trying to find a way to let you rest. whatever is happening to you it clearly hurts you in ways I can't even begin to understand." I know it won't really matter if she sees my grandmother. But I still feel bad for her. She's just so eager to see another person besides me and Dad. I wonder if she had a family that loved her before she went into this afterlife or if she's just reflecting on the kind of pain she dealt with in her life.

"Just promise me you won't give up on me. please Jack I can't keep existing with no purpose," she said with desperation and fear in her voice.

"I will never give up. there must be a way to help you whether it's through some sort of solving of your death to possible magic. I'm actually going to get some books on the afterlife from some people that claim to know how to move on to the afterlife." I say meaning every single word.

when I walked past the living room to leave of course dad wasn't there. He probably went to his room to finish his pity party.

It was about 8:30 when I got to Grandma and she went to sleep at 9 so I was right on time.

I knocked 3 times "Who in gods na.. jack hey, how are you? Come in," said grandma

"good just wanted to come here for the weekend. let some air out of my chest if you know what I mean," I said honestly tired to the 10th degree

"Well you're always welcome here," she said jolly as I walked through the door