What if ghosts were real?

You know that feeling when you're about to fall but you suddenly regain ballance? Or when you're taking a test and you don't remember an answer but then it suddenly comes to your mind? Or that fuzzy feeling when your head touches your pillow and you're about to fall asleep?

What if all those things are created by a ghost? A good one.

Maybe you were supposed to fall but a ghost helped you regain your ballance, maybe when you suddenly remember the answer its actually a ghost whispering the answer to you, maybe that warm fuzzy feeling when you're about to fall asleep is a ghost kissing you on the cheek wishing you goodnight.

What if a ghost was in love with you?


6. Chapter 5

Beep, beep, beep.


Scarlet is now in a hospital.


The sound of the machine becoming stronger and stronger.


Her whole family is here, and me, and it's making me nervous.


"Hi. Um... I'm, Adam. Nice to meet you. Or see you since you can't see or hear me.", I say to

Scarlet's dad.


The doctor comes in and everyone stands up.


"Hello, Mr. Adams."


"Hey! That's my name! Sort of...", I say.


Adam, Adams. It's kinda the same... Right?


I am so stupid.


"That's me.", Mr. Adams stands up.


"I'm Dr. Barber. Your daughter hit her head pretty bad so she might have a huge headache

when she wakes up.", he says.


"How is she?"


"We just hope hitting her head didn't affect anything. But she's going to be fine. She just has a

broken arm."


I sigh. I don't know if I'm happy or disappointed.


Well I'm kind of happy for her 'cause she looked a mess today and when you die you stay how

you died, I mean with the clothes and hair you had when you died.


I still wear my favorite outfit, black blazer, white shirt, and blue jeans with black shoes.


Problem is, now it's full of blood.


"I'm gonna ask you to leave the room.", Dr. Barber says.


Everyone leaves the room, except me. I promised I'd always stay with her no matter what, and

here I am.


Suddenly Scarlet starts opening her eyes.


"Scarlet?", I say.


She fully opens her eyes and scans the room.


"Where am I?", she asks.


She turns her head to my direction and I smile.


"And who are you?"


I look around for any sign of any other person but it's only me in the room.


I look at her, my heart beating fast and ask her. "Me?"


"No, the llama over there with a pink hat. Yes, you. Who are you?", She says.


I smile even more. Is this a dream? No it can't be. Lots of questions pass through my head, but

the most important one.


How can she see me?


"You can see me...", I say. "You can actually see me!"


"Wow, calm down it's not like you're some kind of ghost or anything. You do look like one

though, you're so pale."


I look at her with a raising my eyebrow, to see if she gets the hint.


"You aren't.", she says.


"Oh but I am."


"T-that's impossible. Ghosts go to heaven or somewhere but they don't stay on earth."


"See Scarlet, that's where you're wrong. Some ghosts can't go to heaven yet 'cause they didn't

accomplish their life goal, so they give them a second chance.", I say.


She stares into nothing just thinking.


"Not that I believe you but,", she finally says. "What life goal didn't you accomplish?", she asks.


"I don't know yet."


We stand there in silence for a minute when I decide to speak.


"I'm Adam.", I say.


She turns to look at me.


"I was seventeen when I died. It's been two years so I would now be nineteen.", I say.


"If you don't mind me asking...", Scarlet says. "How did you die?"


I smile, I take off my blazer and start pulling my shirt up.


"Wow there! I wasn't asking for a strip show.", Scarlet says.


"Just watch."


I finish taking off my shirt.


Scarlet stares amused.


"Like what you see?", I ask.


"Shut up."


She moves her good arm and tries touching my bullet holes.


I quickly put my shirt on.


"I... Don't like people touching my wounds.", I say.


She nods and puts he arm back down.


"So uh, Adam. Are you really a ghost?", she asks.


I nod.


"Okay... how come I can see you? And how do you know me?"


"Well, I don't have the answer to the first one but it's probably because you just had a near

death experience.


"And you're living in my old house. My parents sole that house after I died because it brought

back memories and you moved and I saw you and... I wanted to... get to know you...", I finish.


"So you're a stalker.", she says.


"I prefer the term secret admirer."


"How long have you been watching me?", she asks.


"A year."


"Wow!", she says. "I had no idea! Hey! Was it you at the sleepover?"


"Yeah... it wasn't an all girls sleepover after all.", I say.


"How come you stay?", she asks.


"Because...", I start to choke, or at least that's what it seems like since I'm a ghost.


"Oh my God! You're choking!", Scarlet says.


"Don't worry.", I finally stop choking. "I'm already dead."




If there's anyone actually reading this please comment I feel so alone!



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