My life has come to an end. It's always dark and somber, the walls that surround me are transparent. People don't talk to me. They don't seem to see me. I hide in the shadows, like being in an empty void with no way out. Time goes slow for me, but when I watch the world, it flashes in front of me. Addy doesn't see me. She cries alone a lot. I try to comfort her, but it doesn't seem to work. I remember just last week we argued over something stupid. I was questioning our relationship, but now I can't believe I ever did. Now that I am no longer living, I would do anything to be with her again, and to feel her warm hands intertwined with mine. Our love was real, even though everyone doubted it. Supposedly there is no such thing as being in love in high school. Almost everyday we would spend time together. It's hard going a day without her even though she can be a pain sometimes, but that is just one of the many things I love about her. Now there has been distance created between us by fate that has pulled her down into a depressed state. She tries talking to me, but ignores me when I try to answer her with sweet whispers. She looks around helplessly. My body aches when she walks through me, but it's the closest thing I have to touching her. I'm not living. I'm dead. Dead without her. I'm wrecked in this world between the living and condemned. I float through endless walls, trying to find a way out. Somehow I end up going to the corner of Vanderwall Street where I died. I witness the scene of my death repeatedly and watch the car crush me against the cold hard cement. Then I watch the blood spill from my body, and all at once I feel the air being sucked out of me.As I hover over my body, I hear the sirens and the screams of people who see my body. The sirens turn into sounds of people talking, I recognize it's coming from a TV. I transfer into a different dimension of time and find myself in Addy's house. I see myself holding Addy in my arms while lying on her couch. I hear myself say to her, "I love you Addy, even when things get hard I will never stop loving you."She smiles and suddenly everything blurs.
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I'm back in her room in what appears to be present time. I try to stop her as she silently cries. I scream and shout at her fallen face. But she can't hear me. I weep watching her lose herself, all because of me. All because of my death. It's my fault. I can't be here for her. I can't when she can't hear me. I look around her room and see that she has a mini chalk board in her room. I pick up the white chalk and I start to write. Addy looks over as she hears the sharp sound of the chalk gliding across the board. Her eyes become wide and she looks scared. I write the following words, "Even though it's hard right now, I will always love you." Addy reads it and asks, "Jacob?"I write yes on the chalkboard.Addy cries, but I know it's of joy. My heart warms, as ironic as that sounds. I am losing energy and I feel myself slip away. I see a bright light in front of me, love and happiness is radiating off it. It's the greatest feeling in the world. So I look back at Addy and realize I finally got what I wanted. I wanted her to hear me. Knowing my love will be okay, I walk into the light and never look back.

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ParanormalA collection of stories (probably pointless) that I wrote.