Ghost Lover

I wrote this about 6 years ago, when I was new to writing and just discovered I had the passion for it. Recently stumbled on it and thought I should share it with you all

GHOST LOVER

CHAPTER 1

I woke up feeling the same,everything just seemed so unreal. in fact life feels like a dying candle cos i've been having this dream for a week now. Whenever i wake up,i feel so tired,i wanna pass out and it really scares me cos i'm meant to be filled with energy if i've really been sleeping. the question is, have i been sleeping while dreaming or i was actually alive in my dream...? I'm Annabelle but most people call me Anne. My whole life story changed the moment i met Ben..My mum called me from the kitchen;"Anne,come down for breakfast",she does that every morning and i usually run to school every morning without eating but this morning felt different." What's for breakfast mum?"she looked like she hadn't been sleeping well cos her face was pale."Normal food
sweetheart,Scrambled eggs and pastries,"she said. i felt a noise in my stomach at the sound of the name,"I think i'll pass mum,"i told her."at least
you didn't runaway this morning,"she replied. My family wasn't what i could really call a family because my dad left when i was five and ever since,its me and my mum. i usually walk to school everyday cos its just 20mins walk to my school and plus i get to listen to my new collections of mp3 on my ipod. As i was walking,i started hearing noises,it was a lil bit loud and suddenly it went low,i could i've sworn dat its my name i was hearing. My palms started getting cold,so i put on my gloves and continued walking but then I felt like i was being followed so i called a cab and got to school ten minutes earlier than i do and it actually cost me 20bucks."Anne, you're a lil early,Jane said. i've been friends with Jane since fifth grade. she was actually my best friend."i took a cab cos never mind..."I felt i shouldn't tell her what happened."Annabelle,are you hiding something from me,"she said looking disappointed. I felt obliged to tell her after seeing that look on her face."I think someone has been stalking me since last week and i'm really scared,"i
also told her about my dream."did you tell your mum or report to the cops,"she said nervously."I'm not even sure,i'm just assuming so there is no telling anyone okay?"she didn't seem so please but at least she agreed with me. That day ended up being a total mess cos I got an F in English. I needed to do better,if i really wanted to go to
college. Later that day when i got home,I decided to go to bed early cos i was really stressed. i lay down on my bed and closed my eyes."

Annabelle,he said."i opened my eyes just for me to
see a tall handsome guy standing at the edge of my bed."how did you get in here,"i asked looking surprise." That's a story for another day but right now I need ur help."his voice sounded scared but also calm."how can i help you when i dont even know you and i can call the cops for you," I told him confidently but this guy wasn't even scared with my threat. Instead,he came closer and dropped a pen on me,then i woke up and was surprise that i was only dreaming. All my body ached and i felt very tired. i wanted to use the
bathroom before i discovered a pen in my palm. the following words were engraved on it BEN CARTER Jr.

CHAPTER 2

The next day i didn't feel too strong but i still wanted to go to school. i had to see my friend Jane,she might be able to explain why all this is
happening. Normally,whenever something is wrong with me,she is the only person who can give me a good explanation. On my way to school,i felt very sick and dizzy but i didn't wanna give in so i kept walking. all of a sudden I collapsed."Annabelle,open your eyes."He was standing right in front of me,he was really handsome and his hair was dark and curly. He smiled at me and said,"Let me walk you to school cos u're really late."i had no idea how he knew but i agreed. His voice was really sweet and persuasive. I looked at him and realized he was the guy from my dream."Who is Ben Carter jr?"i asked
him but he didn't say anything."why did you give me a pen and why do you need my help?" He still didn't say anything. Now i was getting angry but
inside i was feeling really sick."My name is Ben",he finally spoke.

we got to the front of my school,i could see Jane standing outside and tapping her leg on the floor like i'm in some big trouble."Anne,what took you so long to come school or do you wanna drop out cos i can help you do that"..."i'm really sorry i came late even though u're not the principal,i'm not feeling too good",I told her.I looked at Ben,who just stood dere smiling at us."anyway,Jane meet Ben,the good saviour and Ben meet Jane,my best friend."i was not really good at introducing people. Jane kept staring at me like i was insane."Who is Ben and i dont see anyone,"she said angrily. I looked at Ben and pointed towards him,telling Jane to look at him."I cant see anyone,its only you and me standing here,"she said. Then Ben finally spoke; "i forgot to tell you that I'M A GHOST",by the time i looked at him again,he just vanished right in front of me. i started feeling dizzy again but I could hear Jane's voice,"Are you alright?",she said. and everything just blacked out..."Hey honey,are you okay?"i was surprised to see my mum and more suprise to find myself in an Hospital."i'm fine mum,just few headache",i told her."let me go and get the bills",She said anxiously. i felt really weak but i still cant explain why I was in a hospital."Hello Annabelle,"I could still recognise his voice,so sweet and charming."How you doing?"he said,"well,i'm not fine thanks to you"I tried to make my voice harsh a lil bit."What do you want with me and why
are you hunting me?"i asked,"i'm not hunting you dear,i only need ur help"he spoke calmly,"My help for what?u're dead,i'm alive. we dont have anything in common"i replied him."ouch,dat hurts. thanks for reminding me that i'm dead"he said...i could hear footsteps approaching and immediately i knew it was my mum coming. when she came in,Ben was still dere but i'm sure she
didn't see him cos she said"Who were you talking to,Honey?"..."No one,Mum"I replied."The doctor said u're fine and u'll be discharged immediately"i was actually happy to hear that cos i hate hospitals.

later at night,i was about to sleep when i saw him standing at the corner of my room,i must admit Ben was really handsome but the dude is a
GHOST."dont you get to sleep"i told him."No dear,i'm just gonna stand here and admire ur beauty from this corner of the room"he replied.i felt a rush in my body and at that moment i felt sorry for him,he was probably just seventeen or
eighteen years old and his life was cut short."Good night Ben"i said and he spoke calmly "Good night Annabelle"

CHAPTER 3

"So how did you die?"i asked Ben but he didn't say anything. It was weekend and i was free cos my mum works everyday even on weekends.Ben was just starring out the window."you heard me right"i
said.He just turned and starred at me and the looks in his eyes made me feel guilty."its not something i like to talk about"he said sorrowfully.I walked up towards him and held his hand,believe
me they were really cold."i'm really sorry" .whenever i'm around him,its like we're connected somehow.i can even feel him,like touch him."Annabelle,when i died,i wasn't buried and thats what is holding me back to your world"he
sounded so serious and that really scared me. The first thing that came to my mind was how Ben died and why was he not even buried."Ben,i'm just
sixteen.how can i even find ur dead body and plus it would have decayed."I told him."i know Annabelle but u're the only one that sees me,u're the only one that hears me,u're the only one that
feels me physically.In general,u're the only one that can help me"his voice sounded cold. i felt really sad for him and i became scared of dying
too."Annabelle,i've been dead for ten years now and i'm still stuck here. i need to move on to the afterlife." within me I knew i must help him but i must confess i was really scared." i'll try my possible best to help you"i told him. I could see a sign of relief on his face and a sign of trouble on mine."now lets go catch some fun.i'm sure some places will have changed since the last ten years"he said happily."Fun,it sounds...cool"so i grabbed my jacket and we left for the beach.

On getting there,people were not much.just some
few couples and bunch of kids playing with their dog. We walked along the beach and held hands which seemed pretty strange. Me holding hands with a ghost on a beach was the last thing I would have thought of.His hands felt very cold and what made this more odd was that people thought i was insane cos they were only seeing me talking to
myself and my hand hanging in the air."Do you have a boyfriend?"he asked without looking at my side."No,i dont"I replied."thats really weird cos u're still young and life is too short,so enjoy while you can"he said.That was the best advice ever and it actually came from a ghost. He looked at me and
said"Annabelle,i know u're scared but please don't be cos u're my only hope and I believe in you dear"i felt like he just read my mind and that made me happy that he totally understood me.I was so happy i gave him a tight hug and for a second i realized that his chest was the only
place in his body that was warm. And it just occurred to me and made total sense "OH MY GOD,U WERE MURDERED.YOU WERE SHOT IN THE
CHEST."

CHAPTER 4

I started seeing the world from another view. I mean whats left of us when we leave this world.Life is so short but yet it seems like forever. Life is just like a shopping mall,we go into it to get what we want and when we're done,we leave. Some leave early,some leave late but one thing is certain,we're all gonna go back to where we came from. "There is something i wanna tell you"I was with Jane in the hallway of my school and i decided to tell her about Ben."pls dont tell me its about your imaginary friend"Jane said. That moment i knew if i told her she will think i'm insane so i said "No,i'm just gonna be away for a month",i didn't really like lying but common,i had no choice here."Where the hell are you going to thats gonna take that long?"Jane said but i could swear she had those suspicious looks in her eyes."i dont
really know,i mean i just wanna be away for a month,thats all" i replied.

The bell rang and we had to rush to class cos we had history and if we got to class late,thats gonna be an hour detention. Our history teacher was always fond of asking questions in class. Mr Hamilton wasn't friendly with students. he was very tall and skinny. he usually had this large glasses hanging on his nose.He was just in his late twenties and he already had wrinkles all over his face,i'm sure its too much reading that caused it.He started teaching and i couldn't stop thinking about Ben."Miss Annabelle,pls tell the class what year did J.F Kennedy die" Mr Hamilton asked me.i felt embarrassed cos my mind wasn't there and plus I dont even know the answer."we're waiting Miss Annabelle" Mr Hamilton said.then i looked at the corner of the class and saw Ben standing there. At first i was scared that everyone might see him and then i remembered he was a Ghost."its 1963 november 22nd on friday in Dellas,Texas.He was just 46yrs"Ben said.i looked around and noticed no one saw him or heard him. so I said"November 22nd 1963 on friday in Dallas,Texas,He was 46yrs" and the whole class was suprise especially my best friend Jane cos she knows i'm not good at history. Mr Hamilton just in kept starring at me and said "Miss Annabelle,how did you know that?" and i replied him"the same way you do sir,by reading and researching".Mr Hamilton asked me another question"Who was the first youngest American president in history?"and immediately Ben said"Theodore Roosevelt,43yrs when elected into post."i was actually suprise that he knew a lot about history."Theodore Roosevelt,He was 43yrs when elected into post."i told Mr Hamilton who just stood still."Who was the first prime minister in America?"Mr Hamilton asked me,i looked at Ben and he told me"its a trick,The American constitution doesn't have a room for a prime minister like England." and immediatley i smiled and said"The American constitution doesn't have a room for a prime minister like in England."from the looks on people's face,the whole class were surprised. Mr Hamilton nodded his head and said"i'm proud of you Annabelle,keep up the good work".

Later that day,i felt really good and happy. when i got home that night,Ben was already waiting in my room. he was staring out the window like he always did."How was your day?"he asked"it was great,Thanks to you.i didn't know you knew alot about history"i told him"i don't really know alot,just some few stuffs. I always had an A in history."he replied...I moved closer to him and held his two hands. they were really cold,"Ben i know you dont wanna talk about how you died and who murdered you but sooner or later,u're gonna have to tell me."he removed his hands and took a step backwards"i can't talk about it cos it wasn't a pleasant accident. its not something you wanna hear"i saw tears in his eyes and i knew how he felt. I moved closer to him again and gave him a hug. At night i had a dream,i saw a young boy running,his clothes were torn and he only had one pair of shoe on. i followed the boy but he didn't
notice me,infact he couldn't see me. he just kept running and was breathing heavily. i looked around and saw that we were in a thick forest.the boy stumbled and fell,he hit the ground so hard and started bleeding on his forehead. Then a man in a long black coat walked up to the boy. the man had a hat on and wore black gloves. He held a gun in his hand and pointed it at the boy.i ran to the
man and started pleading but he couldn't see me,it was as if i'm invisible. Then the boy said
sorrowfully"Mr Chris William pls don't shoot" and the man shot the boy right in the chest.The man just walked away,I ran to the boy but he was already dead. Then i saw something in his pocket and i took it...it was a golden pen.i looked at the writing on the pen and it said BEN CARTER JR...Then i woke up. Two things were certain,the boy in my dream was Ben and my name is Annabelle William. My dad's name is CHRISTOPHER WILLIAM.

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