GHOST: The Boy Whose Life I Ended

I killed someone and tried to cover it up. I know it's wrong but I did it anyway. So when the boy I killed comes back to haunt me I can only see it as divine retribution. Although, he doesn't seem set on torturing me, seems the only way I can make up for what I did is by doing him one last favor.
[Warning this story may contain some strong language. I hope this story is enjoyed please leave a comment on how you think the story is going I will update this story at least once a week on Saturdays]