Ghostly fun times

Submitted into Contest #65 in response to: Write about someone’s first Halloween as a ghost.... view prompt

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Sad Teens & Young Adult

Oh, why? why did any of this ever have to happen? I could have just been at home still and watching a movie with my friends or something. We always did like watching hocus pocus on Halloween...


We could have been out trick-or-treating as well...either of those options was good. I remember how last year I had dressed up as Katara and one of them had dressed up as Aang...


Do any of them even miss me? I know that I had only died a week ago or so...but they shouldn't even miss me that much. I don't think that I was ever there with them that much... I was always at home most of the time.


Today was Halloween. I wonder if they were gonna go out and have some fun or bother to mourn me or something...I'm nothing that needs to be sad about. I could probably be forgotten soon...I don't think anyone knows me that much.


Ya know, maybe I could go out and take a look at this year's Halloween...I don't really have anything else to do. Besides being dead I guess...but that's pretty boring most of the time.


I mostly stay at home before I died...I don't really like staying at the graveyard. My older sister never seemed to mourn me, which I guess was fine...though I was at the funeral, she didn't even seem upset there.


People that I had never met in my life were there though and they seemed sad...they probably never even met me. Why were those people sad? If some random relatives that I had never met before could be like that...why wasn't my sister?


When the funeral had finished, it had been a couple of hours later when I went back to the house...she had burned most of my stuff there. She had taken all of her stuff and was living In my room now...she seemed happy.


I had only been dead for a week and when I checked up on her a few hours ago it looked like she had forgotten about me entirely...it looks like I was right about a few things. Everyone was going to forget me soon...


It was actually really close to when everyone was going to start trick or treating...not my friends though. I knew that they always left when it was starting to get dark...they didn't like doing it when the sun was still out.


Though that was still just my friends...I could probably just float around and watch the other kids and teenagers do their trick-or-treating. There were still some other people who liked doing it during the day...I don't know why though.


I floated out of my room...or at least what used to be my room and headed outside. My sister was nineteen and had the house to herself...at least that's what she thought. I knew that she wasn't going out tonight though...


"Oh, why of course I'm free! Why don't you come over tonight and we can have a girls night or something? no one would be here to bother us."


I could hear her loud obnoxious voice say over her phone to one of her friends...was I annoying her or something? It feels like she just doesn't care...did she never like me? What if I was a terrible sister...


Once I left I made a last-second decision and decided to go see one of my friends...I just wanted to go and see them again. There was a certain friend that I needed to see the most...she had found me...


I soon arrived at the two-story house, I had thought that there was going to be Halloween decorations but...there was Christmas stuff instead. I loved my friend and all but...seriously??


Why did some people put Christmas things up when it was close to Halloween or WAS Halloween? I remember that my neighbors did this as well...My sister hated them for it. She really hates a lot of people though...


Since I was dead I didn't need to use the door...I went through the wall and into her room. It looked like she had changed it up since the last time I was there...the most noticeable change was bubble-wrap on the floor.


I looked around the room trying to find her...though I never found her. The room was small and she didn't seem to be in her little bathroom or the closet either...did she leave?


"Aurora! Come on, I'm here now let's go have some fun."


That sounded like it was coming from down-stairs and it sounded like another friend of mine...that was probably where Aurora was going. I of course decided to follow the voice and found my two friends at the front door.


Neither of them seemed to be dressed up for Halloween though, they were just in regular clothes...wait, was Aurora wearing Pajamas? Nice...I probably would have done the same...


I followed close behind as my two friends leave the house and just go for a walk...why aren't they trick-or-treating? They've always loved going and doing that...do they think they are too old for that or something?


Come on, I'd say you would be too old for trick-or-treating when you're like fifty years old...that would just be plain weird. Or maybe once you're in your twenties is when you should stop doing it...


"Come on, she's in a better place now! You know it was just an accident as well...I'm not sure if we could have done anything.."


I could hear him tell Aurora who seemed to be down...was she actually sad that I was gone? I feel like they shouldn't even be mentioning me though...don't they want to forget me? That should be easy...


"Maybe you're right...she wouldn't want us to be sad, right?"


I don't understand how they even remember or care about me...I didn't even think these two or anyone else would come to my funeral. I thought they'd be happy or not care...I thought they'd be like my sister.


"H-hey!"


I attempted to get my friend's attention...maybe they'd be able to hear me...maybe we could talk about a few things. It would kind of be strange but maybe they'd like having a ghost friend...it would almost be the same as before.


It didn't seem to even work though...they couldn't see or hear me. Great...now what am I gonna do? Follow them and hope they'll eventually see me or something..?


No, I got a better idea! First...I'm going to deal with my dear sister and then I'll try and figure out how to get my two friends to see me...no matter what.


I got off of my seat on the bench which I had been floating through and began to head back to the house...I just had to hope that they wouldn't forget about me or anything.



*if any of you are wondering why most of the story is in italics, it's because it's kind of like an internal dialogue type thing*






October 25, 2020 00:31

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Sam W
22:10 Oct 26, 2020

Hey, Blair! As requested: I loved the internal dialogue format, and the ghost’s idea that no one should be sad for them suggests depression, and perhaps suicide? If so, excellently done. I would suggest going a bit more into the sister’s story, why there was so much tension between them.

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B. W.
22:12 Oct 26, 2020

Wait, is that how ya think the ghost died?

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Sam W
23:25 Oct 26, 2020

Just a guess XD

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B. W.
23:27 Oct 26, 2020

Hm- maybe, maybe not. I also just made a new story, could ya check out "He isn't real...or is he?" and leave some feedback?

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