A Sister's Love Never Dies

I had died last year on November 29, 2019. This would be my first year as a ghost, and everyone else wanted to haunt everyone they hated when they were alive. All I wanted to do was make sure that my little sister, Ally got as much candy as she wanted. She loved candy, and I knew that if she got at least two jack o-lantern buckets of candy she would be less sad about me dying. I also wanted her to kind of forget that my birthday is on Halloween because she would be really sad and not want to go trick-or-treating.

I had died of leukemia, and she had spent every day in the hospital with me. She even switched to online school so she could spend more time with me. I’m not sure if she thought that if she spent more time with me I would get better, or maybe she thought I would die when she wasn’t there and she wouldn’t be able to say goodbye. Either way, she loved me so much, and I loved her too. I miss her so much, and I just want her to be happy. 

I make sure that she doesn’t get hurt. I watch over her while she sleeps, does school work, and even when she is just chilling in her room. I have some special abilities. I can let her know when she is about to be in danger. I can give her a message. Something in her mind that will let her know something is about to happen, or something that will make her more aware so she doesn’t get hurt. 

This year, I was going to give her signs of which houses have the best candy. Or which ones had more candy. Every year, a couple of highschoolers go around and taunt the kids that are trick- or- treating. They used to do that to me every year, I hated them. Well, hate is a strong word. I ‘disliked’ them. They would chase us around the block the whole entire night. We never got more than seventeen pieces of candy. I used to give all my candy to Ally every year. I liked to make her smile, I miss that. 

The only things that I hate- ‘dislike’ about being dead are; One: Ally is always sad about because she misses me. As I protect her, I watch over here while she sleeps. That means that I watch her fall asleep. I hate it though. She cries herself to sleep each and every night, and I have to watch her. I even watched her go to the doctor when my mom said she was being more quiet than usual. She got anti- depressants. I keep beating myself up about it, but it isn’t really my fault I died of cancer. It is my fault that she is depressed, though. I should have told her that I would protect her, or that I would be with her forever. When I was alive I knew that I would be a ghost. 

My great grandmother had sent me messages so often that I knew it was her, and I knew it was her as a ghost. I wasn’t completely sure how it was possible that she could do it, or if everyone did it. Now I know that everyone did it, or everyone had a choice. If they wanted to live an almost ‘normal’ afterlife, they would choose ‘Go’. And if they wanted to be a ghost and ‘haunt’ or ‘protect’, then they would choose ‘Stay’. Then you would be able to send messages or slightly move things. By slightly move things I mean you could make things disappear and make them reappear, along with being able to replace them somewhere else. Most people- Correction- ghosts, wanted to haunt the people that they ‘disliked’. They would take their candy amongst other things on Halloween. That is the day that we get full power over everything. Not full, but a lot of power. We could take all the candy, or give all the candy. Depending on if you like the person or not. I mean there are a couple people who I want to get no candy, but I am going to focus on my sister, and give her all the candy she wants. I want her to know that I’m always here, and I always will be.

Ally is really smart, so she will know it’s me. She will remember that I used to give her all my candy on Halloween, and when she gets a pound of candy every ten minutes from six o’clock to midnight, she will know for sure that I sent it. Wait- What if she doesn’t trick- or- treat?! No, she’ll still get the candy, I will make sure of it. 

Halloween morning!! It is now Halloween and I can officially start doing things with more power! First of all, to start off this magnificent Halloween morning, DONUTS FOR BREAKFAST!!! Ally loves donuts, she can stuff seven in her mouth at one time. Okay, now that I think of it, it is a little gross, but I;ve dealt with it before, so I can deal with it now. She sees the donuts on the kitchen counter and immediately reaches for a plate, napkin, and a cup of orange juice. As she does this, I get to watch the smile come out slowly. Finally, I start to see her happiness.

Then, by the time she finishes it’s already noon. She starts to trick- or- treat at six o’clock. I heard her say to my mom: I can’t wait to trick- or- treat! It was definitely the donuts. As I say- sorry, I meant think- that she says “Did you buy donuts?” “No, your dad must have gotten them on his way out to work and then came back to leave them for you. After all, it is Halloween! Your favorite holiday ever! Donuts are the only acceptable way to start it off.” my mom replied. She always had an answer for everything. 

At four o’clock, Ally began to get ready. She was going to be a pumpkin for Halloween. She was going to paint her face orange with yellow triangles for eyes, a triangle for the nose, and that signature zig-zaggy mouth that jack o-lanterns have. She looked like a real pumpkin when they were finished. By the time they were done, it was 5:45, and they started trick- or- treating. Once it hit six o’clock, she got her first pound of candy. This went on until midnight, when they stopped trick-or-treating. She had a whole three pumpkin candy baskets full of candy, and then seven pillow cases full of candy. 

Ally was the happiest I had seen her in what felt like forever. I missed the old her, but now she’s back. I cried for the first time as a ghost. They were happy tears, for I had just made my little sister the happiest girl in the world.