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Hi. My name is Jenna and I was 14 years old when I died. No I’m not gone but I can’t say I’m here. Honestly, I just thought would die of old age, go to heaven, and that would be that. I never expected I would stay. You know what? Never mind. I am getting ahead of myself. How about I back up a bit…
The teacher droned on endlessly about the symptoms of cancer and what-not but I tuned out a long time ago. I highly doubt I would even catch a cold much less cancer. Never in my entire life have I ever been sick with anything except in the second grade when I caught a small stomach flu. The bell rang and saved everyone from a worksheet about to be passed out and I bustled out through the door along with all of the other students in my class. I packed my books away in my locker and ran down the 2 flights of stairs to the cafeteria. I patiently waited in line for my food and counted how many flakes of mold were on todays bread. My best friend ever, Abby, waved to me and I weaved my way in and out of the crowd to get to her. She had brown hair that framed her face and her bright blue eyes were what I consider one of her best features. Unlike her I have hazel eyes and bright red hair that never did what I wanted and made me stick out like a sore thumb. (which trust me, I don’t enjoy.) I didn’t dare touch the food and choose to wait till dinner like I always do. As you can obviously see, they starve us over here. Abby brings her own lunch and gave me her apple as she does everyday to stop me from complaining. We talked for 15 minutes until I finally caught sight of Hunter who finally made it out of the lunch line with a tray. He doesn’t even eat the food like me but he still waits in line. If you don’t the teachers think your sick and call your parents. Abby tossed him a bad of Doritos as soon as he sat down and Hunter didn’t even seem able to breath he had so many chips in his mouth. He had brown eyes and brown, floppy hair to match but it worked on him and made him one of the top 5 the gossip girls would die to date. He was also the only one besides Will, Bruce, and Cole that didn’t have a girl friend, which only made him more desirable to desperate girls in our class. He was crumpling the bag only minutes after he opened them. Both Hunter and I looked at Abby expectantly, eyeing her bag of Goldfish.
“Uh uh. Guys my mom thinks I’m gonna get fat with all of the food I’v been taking from the fridge. She is forcing me to bring less food to school.”
“Really?She thinks you’re getting fat? You’re as thin as a toothpick! I would be lucky to be able to fit into one of your cloths, especially that cute shirt with design on the corner.”
“Ugg. Girl talk.” Hunter groaned. I elbowed him and he grinned and me. We would always do this. I would never even dare to get all girly if it didn’t bother him.
“So are you gonna ask him to the dance?” Abby changed the subject.
“What? Who?” Hunter asked like it was his business.
“Will.” I answered and his crooked grin that was always on him face turned into a frown at the edges. “And no I’v changed my mind. I won’t ask him.”
“Why?! You obviously like him!”
“Yea but I don’t think he would go for a girl like me. He’s just too…”
“Self-absorbed? Stupid? Low-life? Obnoxious?”
“Perfect.” I said and gave give Hunter a meaningful look but he just looked away in anger. “But he wouldn’t say yes to me if I asked. He’s probably waiting for someone better.”
“You retard! He would be lucky to have you as a date! Any guy is!” Hunter said but looked like he wish he didn’t say it as soon as it came out. He had never said anything like that to me ever. He was suddenly interested in the mush of gunk on his plate. I began to wonder…
“Any-who. He should get going. Lunch is almost over.” Abby was always good at filling in awkward silences before they even happen.
We got up and dumped our food than made our way to the playground where we had 45 minutes if free time. We goof around and play on the children’s play set. Or we would sit and talk about plans over the weekend and invite each other over to see movie premiers. Then the loud ring of the bell rang through the playground and we retreated back to the prison of a school. I accidentally ran into Bianca and she toppled over onto the ground.
“Oh, sorry Bianca.”
“Watch it!” She screamed causing heads to turn.
“Relax. It was an accident.” But now that I think about how much of a witch and dictator she is to every one, I’m glad I ran into her.
“You idiot almost got my cloths dirty! Stay out of my way freak!” the way she was screaming, it was impossible for people not to crowd. But the students parted to get out of the way of a teacher coming through to investigate. Instantly Bianca collapsed on the ground and burst into tears.
“Mr. Bruney! Oh my gosh! Jenna just pushed me on the ground and started calling me names! It was horrible!” more sobs. Mr. Bruney knelt gown beside her and patted her on the back, comforting her. He looked up at me.
“Is this true?”
“No! Of course not! I ran into her on accident and she started yelling at me! Ask anyone!” Mr. Bruney looked around but no one said a word except for Hunter and Abby.
“She’s telling the truth!”
“Ahh Hunter. I see you’re still getting in the middle of things. Remember what we talked about? Don’t get involved in business that isn’t your right to be in. And as for you Jenna, detention.”
“Yes sir but,”
“No buts. That’s finally. Jenna. Detention after school. Your parents will be hearing about this.” he walked away and Bianca stood up, brushed herself off, and smiled at me.
“Well that was fun. Later loser.” she walked away and her little fleet followed close behind. Everyone else gave me sympathetic looks and walked away. It was like this everyday just with different targets. Hunter, Abby, and I were left behind to be late for class but I didn’t really care.
“I am soo sorry, Jenna. I shouldn’t have said anything. I should’ve known Mr. Bruney would give you a detention if I stepped in.” He shook his head and stared at the ground. “It’s my fault you got detention.”
“Nah. Hunter, it’s fine. It doesn’t matter. My parents are the understanding type.”
2 Thin Ice
“You got what?!?!” My mom screamed as soon as I explained why I was at home and hour after school let out.
“I got detention. I thought the school all ready called you about it?”
“Of course they did but I didn’t want to believe it! Jenna, this is the third one this month!”
“I’m really sorry mom. But please believe me when I say that it’s not my fault.”
“Oh so it’s Bianca’s fault again isn’t it?” I nodded. “Her grip on the school is getting stronger?”
“It’s worse then ever. She finally has Mr. Bruney wrapped around her finger and Mrs. Sydney is bound to follow.”
“Mr. Bruney? Darn I was sure he would be the last to go. I guess I own your father 20 dollars.” We smiled at each other and I knew I was forgiven. She knows what goes on at my school and knows whenever I’m lying or telling the truth. My mom is just awesome like that.
I ran upstairs to my plainly decorated room and threw my bag onto the bed. My cheep computer laid on the counter and it was giving off a familiar beeping sound. I opened it and saw the icon for Skype blinking. I clicked it and after a moment of loading, Abby’s face popped up.
“Hey! How was detention?”
“Boring as usual. So what’s up?”
“I’m about to meet up with Hunter at the ice-skating rink. Wanna come?”
“It’s Friday so why not?”
“Yea! Plus I hear that a certain someone is going!”
“Of course! This is your chance to impress him! You know how awesome you are at skating!”
“I don’t know. Bianca will be there.”
“Bianca? You’re scared of her?”
“It’s not that I’m scared. It’s just that I don’t want her in embarrass me in front of Will.”
“Don’t you worry about a thing. I’ll handle her while you make your move.”
“Abby. I’m not sure if I even want to go to the dance with Will anymore.”
“Because I–I think that…” I wasn’t sure if I should tell Abby about Hunter and my suspicions about him. “Never mind. I’ll meet you over there in about 30 minutes.”
I ran down stairs and told my mom about my plans and she just nodded her head. She was absorbed in her cooking. I put on the cutest cloths I could find but seeing that I hardly ever go shopping, it was a little hard. I grabbed my own skated I got for Christmas and tied the laces together so they would hang around my neck. I grabbed my bike and took an easy ride to the ice rink. It was a very small town, Rainfield. Everyone either rode a bike or walked. Very few bother taking the cars because hardly any gas is sold here. It was a tight community and everyone knew everyone. The only downside was the downtown. Over there were some bad people. Not even police like to go in those areas. But that was never a real problem. All of the fun places like the arcade, ice rink, and karaoke, and other places were located in the safe parts of town and only a short walk away from my house. Downtown could easily be avoided. In only five minutes I was tying my bake to the rack outside the iceskating rink. I wrapped my sweater tighter around me as the cold chill hit me as soon as I walked through the door. Abby and Hunter were chatting in the corner and I was about to join them when I ran into someone. It just had to be Will.
“It’s no problem. Hey you’re in my class aren’t you? Jenna right?” my face went hot.
“Uh, yeah. That’s me. And you’re Will. We’re in History together.” His perfect face framed by his perfect blond hair and his face just lit up whenever he smiled with his perfect teeth.
“Cool. See you on the ice. I’ll look for you when the Zamboni comes around.” He walked away and my jaw fell. He was looking for me. He wanted to see me. I walked over to Abby and Hunter.
“Oh my gosh. Were you just talking to Will? What did he say?”
“He said he wants to see me when the Zamboni comes out.”
“Oh. My. Gosh. Do you know what this means? You have to ask him now. If you don’t I swear I will ask for you.”
“No. No, I’ll ask him just not yet. Later like before we leave.” I was about to run off and find Will when Hunter grabbed my hand.
“Jenna, don’t do it.” Hunter said. “He’s a jerk. He will only embarrass you!”
“Hunter, calm down. Will wouldn’t do such a thing. He was really nice to me.”
“He will only humiliate you, Jenna! He does this all the time. He doesn’t really like you.”
“You don’t know him, Hunter. Lay off!” I stomped away from him in fury. Behind me I could hear Abby scolding him.
“Why on earth did you do that?” She said.
I walked to the desk and grabbed a pair of skates my size. Then I was just skating circles around the rink. I just couldn’t believe Hunter would do that! He knows I like Will. Why would he say such things when he doesn’t even know him. I suddenly felt a cold hand grab mine and looked back at Will who was smiling at me. He dragged me in the opposite direction and brought me to the center. I couldn’t think of anything except the fact that he was holding my hand. His friends were waiting for us in the center.
“Hey guys. This is her, Jenna.” They all looked at me and grinned.
“Whatever dude. We’re going to grab some coffee. You coming?” Will looked over at me.
“Nah. I think I’ll stay and skate a while.” I blushed.
“Whatever. Your loss.” and they skated off the ice to the snack bar.
Then it was just me and Will. We skated and chatted and I once caught sight of Hunter in the corner looking at me and Will holding hands. He did not look happy. But I completely ignored him and gripped Will’s hand even tighter. We finally came off the ice and we to get some hot chocolate at the snack bar. Will also got chili cheese fries and nachos. Bianca suddenly came up and pushed me into Will. Fries went flying and I was completely covered cheese and chili. I was to shocked to do anything which only gave Bianca a chance to pour her soda on top of my head. I looked around and all I could see were people laughing. Will was almost on the floor laughing and I knew Hunter was right. He planned this. I could feel my hands a little and took that chance to turn and punch Bianca in the nose. She screamed and fell down on the floor. I could feel my legs and I ran out of the ice rink with tears stinging my eyes.
**OK so I haven’t been on in like, FOREVER. Some much has been happening to me and I so tired ALL THE FREAKING TIME. but now i think i’m getting back on track and keeping up with some stuff. I’m starting up Ghost again and if you don’t remember what happened last time, she was humiliated in front of everyone including the jerk guy she likes and she ran out as fast as she could. My first 2 chapters aren’t that long so you can go back and read those if your just starting or you don’t know whats going on. Oh and check out Barbarian!**
I forgot about my bike and didn’t think about it till I was halfway across ton and out of breath. I could show my face around there anyway. I completely collapsed onto the ground in an ally and cried my eyes out until there was no possible way for me to cry anymore. After about 40 minutes of crying and sniffling, I got up to look around. What I saw only made me want to cry again. I had ran all the way downtown and it was way to dark to find my way home. My only source to light was the sheet light and my battered phone that would die out on me any second. I’ve never been downtown and I had no idea where I was or how I would get home. I was scared and managed to find even more tears to shed. I huddled near a garbage can in the ally and hoped someone I knew would find me. I planned on staying till morning and then find someone nice enough (if there were such people here) to tell me where I was and how to get home. Suddenly I could hear loud voices echoing through the dark ally way and 3 drunks came stumbling down. One fell down of the ground but just laughed and picked himself up. They were burly men and you could tell by their blood-shot eyes that they were way to drunk to do anything really. But the worst thing happened. They saw me.
“Hey, hey, look. There a lil‘ thang ova there.” One pointed at me, his voice to slurred to make any real sense.
“Hey lil‘ chick. Whacha doin? Come out and play.” They all laughed stupidly. I huddled closer to the trash can.
“She’s not comin out Jo.”
“She better. Come’er.” He swiped at me but I threw my phone at him and he stumbled back. I make a run for it but the second caught me and I was close enough to smell the alcohol in his breath.
“Where ye going? There no rush.” They laughed again and started pushing me around.
“Whacha think we do with her?”
“I dun no. But she smells good.”
“She taste good too.” One licked my cheek and I screamed.
“Whoa! She feisty this one. I like dat.”
“I think I know what I wanna do with her.”
“I think I know too.”
They all grinned a nasty grin and closed in on me until my back was against the wall. I screamed for help but none came. I tried to punch some of them but they either ducked of grabbed my hand. I was doomed. I could feel my chest constricting and last thoughts raced around my head. I thought of my dad and mom and what would happen when they found me. I imagined Abby with tears down her face, looked at me. Then I thought of Hunter and felt a pang in my heart. He was my last thought until I blacked out.
**to xThreeDaysGracex. you are soooo right. after re-reading this i realized how much it’s like the lovely bones movie. but after this i’m pretty sure its nothing like it anymore.just wanna put that out there. Oh and I have been keeping up to date with everyones writings but just haven’t been commenting. You all are doing amazing!!! Keep it up everyone!!!**
I woke up and looked up at a white roof that seemed a little to bright for comfort. I expected a feeling of pain or at least an upset stomach but strangely I felt… normal. It was almost like it was all a dream. I sat up and found myself in what looked like a hospital room. Was I sick? Did someone find me and saved me after I blacked out? Or maybe it was a long time after the men… Now the feeling of pain in my stomach swooped in and I managed to grab a trash can before throwing up until I was coughing dry heaves. I was a bit wobbly when I got out of bed but it was nothing to serious. I saw a simple white arrow pointing down the hallway and I walked down the strangely empty hall. It seemed as if this place was abandoned but is was in a pristine and clean shape. And everything was white, almost too white. I finally saw a counter with a man in white cloths, shoes, and hair relaxing at his white desk and mindlessly reading a white book. I stopped in front of the desk and stood there awkwardly while he was reading. I cleared my throat a little and he looked up. I stared at me for a second and his jaw completely fell open. Then he yelled out loud and threw his book up in the air. It seemed to have disappeared into thin air but I told myself I was just hallucinating. Probably symptoms of whatever I’m in here for.
“Um, sorry to bother you but I don’t really know where I am and I need some help. I would like to go home.”
“Oh God help me.” He made the sign of the cross and looked at me. “Ok um. Sorry I haven’t been working in a while. Uh well this is going to be a bit hard for you to take and for me to say.” He began to pace behind his desk, trying to figure out a way to tell me what ever it was that was so important. He finally turned to me. “What is the last thing you remember before you got here?”
“I remember being in a dark ally downtown. These drunkards came and closed me in. I’m glad I don’t remember the rest.” I shivered at the thought but only because I had nothing in my stomach to throw up. He did a quick search on a computer (That was also white) and nodded.
“Your here: That’s how it says you…” He cut off and left the sentence lingering like he wanted to tease me.
“I thought doctors weren’t supposed to keep secrets from their patients. Now if you don’t mind, I would like to call my parents. Do they even know where I am? Is there a phone I can use?”
“Your parents aren’t here.” I looked at him for a second and then he slapped his head. “Of course!!! All those years of training and I didn’t think of it before! Come here. Maybe you can draw a conclusion of your own.”
We walked down the hall and turned into an unlabeled room where a few unimportant objects sat. A box of dirt sat in the corner and he poured a bucket of water into it, turning the dry dirt into wet mud.
“Put you feet in here.”
“Um excuse me? Is that a normal medical procedure?”
“No but it will help you answer all the questions you’ve been asking. Step in.”
I shrugged my shoulders. What harm could a foot mud bath do? I stepped in and felt its squishy texture squeeze in between my toes. I sat there for a second until me grabbed my hand to help me out.
“Walk around.” So I stomped all around the room and knew I was getting the floor beyond dirty. I wondered why he wanted me to do this. “Now look at your foot prints.”
I turned to look at my handy work. Only problem was they weren’t there. The floor was a white and spotless as ever. I looked down at my feet to make sure if they even were dirty and they were. But when I slid my mud-caked feet on the floor, no mark was left behind.
“Ok, what is this stuff. It is really cool.”
“It’s not the mud that’s the problem. It’s you. I mean you aren’t a problem but you can no longer leave foot prints.”
“Come here.” He brought me towards a mirror across the room and I stared at my self.
“Ok? So what am I supposed to be looking for?”
“Look at your feet really closely.”
I looked in the mirror and saw my normal looking, bare, dirty feet standing out from the white background. But when I looked closer I saw how they weren’t on the ground at all. I nearly fell back from the shock of thinking I was floating in mid-air. I crouched down and felt my feet to make sure they were still there. Then I stuck my hand in the air between my feet and the ground. They weren’t that far off really. I could just fit my figure though it was squeezed between my foot and the floor. It confused me. A lot. It felt like I was standing firm on the hard floor but there was proof right before my eyes that I was floating in the air even though you wouldn’t notice unless you look for it.
“I’m floating.” I somehow managed to find the words.
“Yes you are.”
“I’m–I’m floating.” I didn’t seem able to get over the fact.
“Yes. You said that already. So what do you think this means?”
“Am I? Am I no longer…alive?” he nodded and the wind flew out of me. The doctor grabbed a chair out of thin air but I didn’t pay much attention to that. I couldn’t breath. Actually I literally couldn’t breath because I was…
Everything seemed to blur around me. I couldn’t make sense of anything as time flew by. If I was even in a world where time exists. So this is what it feels like to be dead? Normal? No incredible warmth or ice cold feelings? Is this how I will exist for all of eternity? I was questioning death for who knows how long until I finally came back to the reality I was trapped in. I made my way back to the doctor and sat in the chair next to him.
“I see you’re finally back up on you feet.”
“I float remember? You have to say ‘I see you’re finally floating again.’” I had no idea why I was felling funny. Was humor a stage of grief?
“I don’t think we have been properly introduced. I’m the angel Patch. I look over all who come into this realm.”
“Realm. This is Heaven? Where is everyone?”
“No you’re not in Heaven.”
“Then where am I? I can’t be in hell, can I? I mean I haven’t do that bad of things. If I have then I can’t wait to see where Bianca ends up.”
“No you are not in hell. You are still technically on earth.”
“What?! So I’m a ghost?”
“Yeah you could say it like that.”
“Then what’s going on!”
“It’s a bit complicated.”
“Patch. Tell me.”
“Well you have noticed how you’re the only one here. That’s because you’re the only ghost that’s existed in over 50 years.”
“I still don’t understand. Do I need to get some help from a medium to help find the light or something.”
“No. That’s only in the movies. You have been specially chosen to go back.”
“To the living.”
“Whoa. Are you saying there is a way to live? Even though I died?”
“Yes. God must have bigger plans for you.”
“Well that would have been nice to know before I went into a mental breakdown. So what do I have to do?”
“How should I know? I’m only supposed to get you this far. All I’m allowed to tell you is that you’re supposed to find the key to unlock the safe.”
“Oh gosh. Please don’t turn this into riddles. I am horrible at figuring them out.”
“Unlock the safe. That’s it. It will open easily to you but you have to make its keeper see you. That’s where you will have a bit of trouble.”
“Keeper of safe sees you, safe opens, live again. Got it. Uh who’s the keeper?”
“I can’t say anymore. Later.”
He disappeared and I was left alone. Great. Now I’ll have to figure out how to get out of here all by myself. I roamed the halls and looked for an exit sign or a ‘this way to earth!’ sign. I finally saw a blinding light shine in my eyes as soon as I turned a corner. The light grew brighter and brighter until I was consumed by it and entered another world.
**OK I”M BACK! sorry i was caught up in this AMAZING BOOK. and i never got the chance to write but the book is over and i’m typing again. at least for a little while. so right now i am way backed up on Barbarian but i have up to chapter 12 in Ghost so i’ll be posting those while i write Barbarians. and just to ask, has anyone else seen their profile pictures? They look like doodles and stuff but i didn’t post them. I like my. It has wings. I guess someone figured out the whole ALooseAvian title thing. ok i’m rambling on. Leave comments!! Give me tips on writing (I need it)! Do whatever!!! And I have been keeping up with posts but I haven’t commented in a while. ugh! Rambling sorry sorry. Later everyone! Keep writing!!**
My eyes snapped open and I could see the priest preaching the Lord’s Word. I was sitting in a pew in the middle of church and everyone except for some small children and bored teens were listening very intently to the priest. I stood up and genuflected before I exited the doors. No one even glanced at me as I would expect them to. I ran out and knew exactly where I was in the town and ran down the street. My moment increased impossibly fast and I held only one destination in my mind. Home. My view on the world changed completely and I found myself suddenly in my house. I just managed to stop before I ran into the fridge. I sat on the couch to figure out what just happened and came to the best conclusion I could think of. I’m a ghost. I must be able to teleport to places with only a thought. And if I can do that then I can also do other things like read peoples minds and walk through walls. I shut my eyes and thought about my room and when I opened my eyes I was sitting on my bed. Cool. I could hear foot steps coming up the stairs and saw my mom with a basket full of clean cloths walk past my room and head to hers.
“Mom!” I yelled at was about to run to her when a firm hand grabbed my shoulder.
I looked back and saw Patch shaking his head. My mom stopped dead in her tracks and cautiously walked back to my room. She looked around and stared straight at me, only to get teary eyed and walk away. Patch closed the door silently after she was long gone and turned back to me.
“Oh my gosh. She can’t see me can she?”
“But she heard me.”
“No one can see, feel, or hear you unless they’re blood related or some special exceptions.”
“But why was she crying?” He frowned and turned on the t.v. He changed it to channel 6, the news and I saw my face.
“And in other news, today marks the day Jenna Beaux went missing 7 months ago. She was last seen at the iceskating rink and there is no trace to where she went or if she is even alive. I you have seen her please call the number on the screen.” Patch clicked the remote and the screen clicked off.
“I’v been dead for 7 months?” he nodded. “And today marks the seventh month anniversary?”
“So that means today is what? August 17?”
“I missed summer and school is about to start. And my birthday is in 5 days.”
“Yes. That is when you need to unlock the safe.”
“Oh joy. More information. Please explain.”
“It’s a little complicated.”
“Your powers are the strongest on your birthday. That would be the best time to unlock the safe.”
“So you’re saying I have 5 days to figure out the riddle, make the keeper see me, and unlock the safe?”
“Yeah. I guess it’s not as complicated as I thought.” I sighed and sat down on the bed.
“Being dead sucks.”
“Nah. Not really. But there is one more thing you should know.”
“If you don’t return to the living in 3 months. You will stuck as a ghost forever and never be able to go to heaven or the living.”
“Oh well that’s just peachy.” I groaned out loud and plunged my face into my pillow. “Can you give me the slightest hint to how or who for that matter is the keeper?”
“Just walk around town. See what your friends have been doing. Have a little fun being a ghost. You can do some pretty cool things. Just remember that you can pick things up but if someone sees you, all they will see is a floating object.”
“Yeah yeah, I’v seen the movies.” He disappeared again but I could tell he was watching what I was doing to make sure I won’t be doing anything reckless.
I looked at the clock. 12:30. Abby would have just got out of church. I thought intently on Abby’s house and opened my eyes to find myself in her yard, the same yard we had so many good laughs in, the yard where I broke my leg and she was freaking out so much that she passed out, the same yard where we shared our first ice cream cone. The door slid open and Abby walked out with a book in her hand and she pulled a table near the hammock so she could set her drink down somewhere. I wanted to call out to her so badly but she might hear me. She is terrified of ghosts and spirits and I would only make her shut herself in her room for a week with nothing but granola bars and a bible. She began to read but ended up shutting it within minutes and walked over to the side of a tree that grew in the corner of her yard. Carved in the side of it were the words ‘Jenna and Abby, Best Friends Forever.’ Every single year we would carve it again at the end of the summer as a reminder of how long we were best friends. It was only 2 years ago when we started putting Hunter in parentheses to show that he was our friend too. Abby looked at all of the carvings and a single tear fell down her cheek. She pulled out a knife and carved once again the words ‘Jenna and Abby, Best Friends.‘ but she paused when she was about to carve ‘Forever.‘ She shook her head and the rest of the tears came, as Abby threw the knife down and ran inside. I picked up the knife and wrote Forever in the bark.
“I promise, Abby. I’ll come back.”
I thought of Hunters house and ended up in his room only inches away from where he was standing. His room was a mess. Dirty cloths were scattered all over the floor and boyish things like video games and comic books cover his bed. Hunter stood in nothing but his jeans and showed of his tanned skin from the months of being out in the sun. In all of the years we were friends, I had never seen him with his shirt off. I was always away for the summer and was never here when he swam so I’v never noticed the muscles he had. Now I realized my a lot of girls at my school want to go out with him. He had a towel around his neck and he was still a little wet from the shower. He grabbed a shirt, sniffed it to see if it was clean, (I don’t think it was) and put it on. He suddenly turned around and walked straight through me. It’s a really funny felling being walked through like that. I was really warm for the one second he and I were in the same place but then I turned cold again. He turned around and looked at the spot I was in. He moved closer and I was warm again but by the expression he had, he was feeling cold. I moved out of the way and he shook his head.
“Weird.” Hunter ran out of the room and walked down stairs following his nose that lead him to the lunch waiting for him downstairs. I followed him and watched him scarf down spaghetti like he does with every other food I’v seen him eat. His mom started to dish washer and turned to Hunter.
“How you doing?”
“Well we both know what day it is in 5 days.”
“Mom. Please don’t remind me.”
“Well sweetie you got to let her go!”
“I can’t !”
“You can’t or you wont’t?
“Both! Mom, I don’t think she’a gone!”
“If Jenna hasn’t come back in the 7 months she could’ve, what makes you think she’ll come back now?”
“I just know mom! Ok? I just know.” his mom sighed and sat next to him.
“Look I know you blame yourself for her disappearance but you’re going to have to face the facts. There are plenty of other fish in the sea.”
“But this fish is the only one I need.” He ran back upstairs and slammed the door for emphasis that he was mad at her.
Then the alarm went off and I turned to see the spaghetti had caught on fire. Hunter came running down while his mom struggled with the fire extinguisher. He grabbed a mop and was lashing it out at the growing fire that had consumed the entire stove. Hinter’s mom finally got the extinguisher and was about to spray the fire when it jumped and lashed out at her and she fell to the floor unconscious.
“Mom!!” Hunter screamed. He tried to get her but the fire only grew around her and blocked his way. “Mom!!!” he screamed again, choking back the tears.
I knew what I had to do. I threw myself into the flames and as soon as the fire tried to lick at me, it sizzled to nothing once it touched my cold skin. I grabbed Hunter’s mom and put out the fire long enough to drag her out. I don’t know how Hunter saw this but all he must have seen was his unconscious mother dragging herself out of a self-extinguishing fire. I continued to put out the fire as best as I could until the fire department came and took care of the rest. Hunter’s mom finally came around and spoke of her remembering a face. A face that saved her.
“I saw a girl! Her hair so red it looked like fire! He cool hands soothed my burns an no flame dared to touch her!”
She was hysterical and an ambulance came to take her way. The doctors saw this as shock but I saw this as my chance. I grabbed a pen and scribbled my name on a sheet of paper. I dropped it on the floor on front of Hunter and he picked in up. As soon as he saw it his eyes widened.
I felt really tired and collapsed on the kitchen floor. My sight was blurry but I could just make out Patch coming back and picking me up. He placed me on the couch and I fell asleep. (Even though I didn’t know ghosts slept) When I woke up Patch was sitting in the rocking chair across from me and reading a white book as always.
“Ah. I felt like I’v been hit by truck.”
“I’m not surprised. You’ve been on earth for one day and you’ve already used most of your power energy.”
“Saving Hunter’s mom drained you. You used most of your power to save her life. Of course it was still the right choice but you have to be more careful when you use your ghost powers.”
“I’ll remember that.” I sat up just in time to avoid Hunter from sitting on me. Patch vanished as usual. I watched as Hunter looked at the piece of paper I wrote on.
“It doesn’t make sense. How did this get here?” He whispered to himself. At knock came from the door and he stood up to answer it. Abby burst through in a panic.
“I heard about the fire! Are you alright?”
“Yeah I’m fine but my mom spent the night at the hospital. She’s coming back today around 1.”
“She was burnt by the fire and got knocked out. But look at this.” He passed he the paper and her face went white.
“Why are you showing me this?”
“After my mom was brought to the hospital, this floated next to my feet. My mom was saying how a red-headed girl saved her life.”
“You don’t think it was Jenna do you? That’s impossible! She went missing remember! Besides, how could she have gotten in the fire, save you mom and leave without you even seeing?”
“ I know! I know! But I was just thinking. It is her handwriting.”
“Well she’s gone. Time to move on.” That nearly put me to tears.
“You know that’s not true. You can’t even believe your own words.” She stayed silent and another tear slid down her cheek. Hunter pulled her into a hug. “She’ll come back. I know it.”
“What if you’re wrong? What if she’s actually dead? Did you ever even consider that?”
“Yes. To many times actually.” Abby pulled back and took a deep breath.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it.”
“I know you didn’t. Come on. Tomorrow we start school.”
After that I didn’t feel like haunting Hunter or Abby. Instead I went home and tried to figure out the stupid riddle. A safe that is guarded? So like the CIA? FBI? But that wouldn’t make any sense. A church would be more likely. But churches don’t have safes. They have tabernacles but only the Eucharist is kept in there. I would think that that is my answer but that doesn’t help with the keeper must see you part. Church and CIA are out of the question. Maybe it has to do with paranormal stuff. So do I find another ghost and have they found the answer and they just ran out of time? That’s a possibility. I set that aside for later in case I can’t come up wit anything else. Maybe it’s like Area 51 or something. Doubt that. Well I’ll try my ghost theory some other time. I fell asleep in my bed and did not wake until long after school had started. I teleported myself to the school and was in the 9th grade locker room. Hunter and Abby were talking quietly among themselves in the corner while Bianca and her gang were busy putting on way to much makeup. Will and the other guys were wrestling on the floor and I just couldn’t believe I liked him. I no longer see what I saw in him. The bell rang and everyone scattered to their next class and I was left alone. I opened Abby’s locker and saw all of her pictures of us together were stuck to the inside of it. There in the middle of all of the books stood her journal. It was practically begging me to read it even though when I was alive she would never let me read it. I snatched it out of the locker real quick and told myself I would only take a peek. But once I started, I couldn’t stop. I turned to the very last entry.
Only two more days till Jenna’s birthday. I really miss her. Hunter and I will be joining Jenna’s family tomorrow at 7:00 to pray to God that she returns to us. It’s supposed to be like a party, a joyous feast in honor of Jenna but I think it will turn into a funeral kind of feeling. We are all thinking the same things. She’s dead. Unless someone kidnaped her and brought her to a whole other continent, she would have been found by now. Hunter took Jenna’s disappearance worse than any of us. I still can’t believe who he locked himself in his room for a whole week. That is not like him at all. Now he is doing fine and no longer flinches whenever we say Jenna’s name. Even though Jenna won’t be here I will still give her a present. Happy Birthday Jenna, where ever you are.
I closed the book and could feel the tears coming on. I put Abby’s journal back in her locker and sat thinking about what she wrote about. Had Hunter really shut himself away like that? He told his mom I was the only fish he needed. It was obvious now. He liked me. When I died, it must have torn him apart. And to be honest, I think I’v always liked him back, I just never knew it until now. Until it was to late. I suddenly felt a twisting knot in my stomach and ached to see Hunter again. He heart beat speed up. (but I didn’t know i still had a heartbeat.) The bell rang and Abby opened her locker door.
“You still have pictures of her in your locker?” Bianca was at it again.
“Yes because she was my friends. But you wouldn’t know now would you. You don’t have any friends that would stand 20 feet near you much less take a picture with you.” Yeah!! Fight the power! I rooted for her in my mind.
“Oh shut up.”
“Bianca, leave he alone.” Hunter joined in.
“You’re treading on the same dangerous ground your girlfriend traveled on 7 months ago.”
“She was never my girlfriend.”
“Oh but you wanted her to be huh? Everyone knows. You need to forget her and move on. She’s dead.” I don’t know how or why but I knew he was going to punch her really hard in the nose. I reached out and touched his arm and could feel the anger building inside of him.
No. I thought to him and he stopped. His hand unclenched and he just walked away. Bianca scowled and left to add another layer of makeup. I’v had enough school for one day. How about we go ghost hunting?
*ugh that chapter sucked… I am suffering from writers block and everything that comes to me sucks. *sigh* I hope i get over it real soon.*
I remember watching ghost busters and the scariest episode was when they took a journey to the Myrtles house. I went once but nothing paranormal happened and I knew it was all just a sham. But now that I’m a ghost, I’m wondering if there really is a ghost there. I teleported myself there and in seconds was standing in front of the old, haunted plantation. At once I saw her–a women looking out the window directly at me. Her eyes widened in surprise and she came through the wall and floated down next to me.
“Ah ha! Fresh meat!”
“You–you can’t be–Sara Woodruff.”
“As a matter of fact I am! What? Never seen a ghost before?”
“Uh if you can’t tell I am a ghost.”
“No!!! I never knew!!” she said sarcastically with a mock expression. “Of course I knew that!”
“Then what with the whole ‘Fresh Meat’ thing.”
“I say that to all of my visitors but none ever hear me. So what are you doing here? You weren’t killed here. I would’ve known.”
“No. I was given a chance to return to the living.”
“Yes yes, me too. But my date expired a long time ago. Now I can never leave.”
“Oh well I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be! I never wanted to return in the first place! I think it is a lot of fun scaring people. The more I scare, the more people come. Hey, I think I remember you. You came here once didn’t you?”
“Yeah when I was 11. Nothing happened though.”
“Yes, yes. We were going to leave you alone and scare you at the very last minute with the old mirror trick but when we woke up, you were already gone. Most people are.” she said with a sigh.
“Aw. Shoot I missed a terrifying experience.”
“Would you like to take the tour now? Chloe and Clark can scare you.”
“No thank you. I can’t stay long. I can here to ask you a question. Do you know what the riddle means?”
“The one Patch told you? No I can’t say I put any effort into trying to figure it out. Hey how its Patch doing?”
“Oh he’s fine. But you don’t know what the riddle means at all? Not even a little clue?”
“Nope. Even if I did I wouldn’t be able to tell you. Expired ghost protocol. Rules are rules, even for a ghost.”
“Oh. Ok then. Well it was nice meeting you. You are not evil at all.”
“To ghost maybe but to humans? Well I have a reputation to keep.”
She floated away and waved goodbye from her window. Then her face changed into a demon with a pale wrinkled face, no lips to cover her pointed teeth, and eyes red that bore into you soul. She screamed a screech and I was so terrified that I fell to the ground with my hands covering my face. I could hear her laugh.
“Hope that made up for the scare you missed last time!”
I stood up and Sara was gone. I took a deep breath and went back home. Well I got absolutely no useful information but I know what I’m gonna do if my time expires. I no longer knew what to do. Is there anything else I can do? I went back to the school and by now, everyone was eating in their usual spots. Hunter and Abby were eating in silence and no one was there filling my spot like I would be sitting down any second. I sat down in it and I don’t know how or why but both of them looked up at the same time and stared at the chair like they knew I was sitting in it. They looked at each other and a silent agreement fell between them. They knew something was there. They got up and threw their plates away even though they weren’t done. I saw their lips moving as they spoke silently to each other. They came back and sat down and Hunters hand flew through me.
“Oh my gosh.”
“I told you! Same feeling I had back at my house! The air is cold!”
“Stop it Hunter! You know how I hate that ghost stuff!”
“Abby this is serious. Come on. But your hand right here.” She sat in her chair for a second then reached over the table and suck her hand in my face.
“Oh. Oh dear God. No, no it’s just the air conditioner.”
“It just might be but still. I can’t shake the feeling that it’s something else.”
“Stop just stop! I am already terrified right now. It’s a miracle I haven’t fainted.”
She stood up and let the cafeteria. Hunter sighed and his hand fell on mine. He looked in surprise at his hand and I pulled mine away but he already felt the cold. He lifted his hand to run it through my head again put I jumped up to avoid it. Sadly when I jumped up, I pushed the chair back and Hunter nearly fell out of the chair in surprise.
He yelled out so loud that nearly every head turned at looked at him. He faked it and stared at the guy next to him like he was the one who shouted. It worked and most people looked at him instead. Other just shrugged and went back to eating his food. I left and went back home. I did nothing but sleep the rest of the day and the next day, all I did was follow Hunter and Abby around at school. I got no further in figuring out the riddle even though I spent hours banging my head against my desk trying to figure it out. I knew it would be impossible for me to unlock whatever safe needed to be unlocked tomorrow, my birthday.
I woke up and instantly wished I didn’t. I hoped I would stay asleep all day and not go through all the mourning that would take place here tonight. I saw how horrible of a mood Hunter and Abby were in and wished I could do something about it. They were sulking around all day and not even Bianca’s insults angered them enough to actually show any feelings beside grief. 7:00 came around and my house was filled with relatives and close friends. Some brought presents for my parents as if they would make them feel better. It was like a sad and upsetting family reunion and after an hour after it started, my mom banged a spoon on her glass to get everyones attention.
“Hi everyone. Hey. Well I would like to thank everyone for coming and supporting us. It’s been a really tough few months for many people. She held the key that unlocked everyones heart.”
“What!” I shouted and every single face in the room looked around to see who had said it.
But I didn’t care. Key unlocking the heart? Is that the answer to the riddle? But who is the keeper? Mom? No because she can already see me if I wanted her to so that wouldn’t make sense. It has to be someone I’m not related to. Abby? Maybe but she would deny everything and go into a state of shock if she even caught a glimpse of me. So it’s gotta be Hunter. I have to unlock his heart. Now it makes a lot of sense. Only love can bring me back and Hunter already loves me. So now all I have to do it make him see me. But how? I put the thoughts aside for now to here the rest of my moms speech. She and other relatives spoke at one point, giving teary stories about me in my childhood. At one point, Abby slipped away and ran up the stairs. I followed her as she walked into my room. She looked around and placed a simple box on my bed.
“Ha-Happy Birthday.” She choked back tears. “Jenna.” She cried and ran out the room.
I pushed a few soothing thoughts to her and heard her in the hallway settling down as her sobs turned to small sniffles. Then I sat down on my bed and opened the box. In it sat a beautiful ring with a green stone set in it. My birthstone. Engraved on the inside was the word ♥Jenna♥. I smiles and put it on my finger, admiring it and promised myself to never let it go but when I pasted the mirror, all I saw was a floating ring. I couldn’t believe it. I can’t wear it or else people will see a floating ring wandering the streets. I fell on the floor and looked at the ring with sadness. Patch appeared next to me.
“You can’t wear it that way.” stating the obvious.
“You think I don’t know that?!” I yelled louder then intended. “Sorry.” I muttered after looking at his face expression.
“You can wear it but you’ll have to put it on your body. Not you ghost form.”
“Really?! I can wear it! Ok is my body still in that alleyway? I’ll go there right now.”
“No! Wait. Are you sure about that?”
“Well seeing you dead self might cause…discomfort. How about I put the ring on you body?”
“Oh well ok.”
He disappeared with the ring and in a few seconds, it showed up on my hand and I couldn’t see it in the mirror. Patch popped back next to me and gave me a satisfying smile.
“It looks good on you.” He whispered.
“Yeah. I like it.”
“You should. It was made for you.”
“Yeah, I guess it was.”
** OMG. I leave for a week and there are 5 pages of new posts?!?! I think I’m gonna faint. Umm well I sort of skimmed over some posts and read a few comments and I think there are new members. Rocky Lee and Ghost Rider I think. Welcome! (help if I didn’t wrote names right. and Ghost Rider, is your name from the movie cuz I love the movie.) Uhh to Cillman yes I still want the poem. Raqshan uhh you do whatever. same to xThreedyasGracex and Goku keep it up with the element friends thing. I imagine it as like a comic book. Uh oh! there is someone else who I think is new. SilverNight I think? Oh geez I’m gonna faint. Well I’m back and maybe one day I’ll catch up with it all.sigh** Rock on!