Gold's Story

Have you ever woken up and found yourself dead? Well, that's what happened to me one day. One minute I'm lying in my bed getting ready to go to sleep and the next I'm staring at my lifeless body in the middle of nowhere.

My midnight black hair was in a very messy mass on my head and my usually olive-toned skin was lighter than the white t-shirt I had on.

Wait a minute. I don't remember wearing a white shirt. Oh well.

I continued to stare at myself in disbelief, Man, this has been a really crappy start to fall break! That's when I realized I should probably figure out who did this to me.

I turned and began to make my way back to town. As I walked, I thought about to things: 1) why is this happening and 2) who could've done this to me.

Immediately I had the answer to the second question. He had metallic, gray eyes and long auburn hair, Silver. Of course! He never liked me anyway.

As I'm making my way to his home, I discover that the 'middle of nowhere' is actually right outside of my town.

We call it Saggitario because you can always see the Sagittarius constellation here. In December it's at its brightest. I think it looks pretty but don't tell anyone I said that.

I walked for a few more minutes before arriving at Silver's house. It was a red two story house with black windows and doors. A pretty good color scheme if you ask me.

I pushed the door open (it's never locked because he's almost always here) and walked up the staircase to what I know to be his room.

My plan was to burst through the door and yell his name. However, that plan was ruined when I tripped over the door frame.

I crashed onto the floor with a loud thud, startling Christopher. He jumped from his sitting position and pressed his back against the wall. For a split second, his face looked fearful but upon recognizing me it darkened, severely.

"Gold, what are you doing in my room," he growled in the scariest voice I've ever heard from a ten year old.

Oh I forgot to mention, Silver's ten and so am I, but my cousin, Leroy, says I'm ten going on twenty.

When you factor in his clothes, a short sleeve gray shirt with a fiery skull on it and black jeans, he looked terrifying. I shuddered.

Silver continued to stare at me. "Well are you going to say something or are you just going to sit there like an idiot?"

I picked myself up from the floor and dusted myself off. Upon doing that, I noticed I had on my favorite yellow shirt and blue jeans along with my black jacket.

I cleared my throat. "Yes two things actually," I began, "one, why do ya talk so proper?" He glared me but I kept going. "And two… YOU KILLED ME!"

He stared at me. "If I killed you, why are you here?"

"Because I'm a ghost." I said the word ghost hesitantly. It didn't sound real to me.

"Okay, but if killed you, don't you think I'd be a little more scared about you being here? You probably aren't even dead."

"I am dead," I said, "You can test it yourself." He raised one eyebrow and smirked.

As he reeled his arm back, I silently prayed I was dead because if not, this would hurt!

Thankfully, his fist passed harmlessly through my jaw. I let out a sigh of relief. Thank goodness I was dead.

Silver seemed to think this too because he said, "Good, now I don't have to deal with you anymore.

"But Silvy," I began, "Can't you at least come and help me get my body?"

"I don't care about your stupid body and don't call me Silvy, now leave!"

Instead of staying and arguing, I left. With the only person I suspected not even caring that I was dead, I didn't know what to do. "Maybe Crystal will know what to do," I said to myself.

Crystal is my best friend. We've known each other since pre-k and have been undividable ever since.

As I was walking to Krysta's house, she was exiting the building, her little brother, Emerald, at her heels. She was wearing pink tank top and jean skirt. Emerald was wearing a red shirt over a yellow long sleeved shirt and plaid short. He was tacky! Crystal looked content, skipping cheerfully but Kenta was struggling to keep up.

"Crystal, slow down," Emerald complained running. Crystal stopped when she saw me, letting Emerald catch up. She looked at me and smiled, then called me over. I ran over and we proceeded with our greeting, a very complicated handshake, but we stopped when her hand passed clean through mine.

"W-why did it do that," she stuttered seeming startled.

I looked at her, my amber eyes staring into her blue ones, then, with a shaky breath, said three words, "Crystal, I'm dead."

Her eyes widened. "W-w-what do you mean." I told her how I found my body.

She looked down, biting her lip. Emerald reached up and patted her on back. "It's ok, Krysta," he said, "Gold's here right so you don't havta worry."

Crystal smiled at the 8 year old. It amazed me how different they looked: Crystal had black hair and blue eyes and Emerald had blonde hair and green eyes. They moth had gravity defying hair, though.

"So what do I do Crys," I asked, "I can't be dead forever."

"Yes you can," she said shaking her head, "but I don't know what to do."

I took a loud, fake gasp. "Crystal doesn't know what to do! Uh-oh, the universe's balance is being destroyed!"

She smiled and licked her tongue out at me. "Whatever, Gold." We laughed and that's when Kenta spoke, "Maybe Yellow would know what to do."

"Yeah," Crystal said, "She is your cousin and a year older than us."

I nodded and said goodbye to Crystal and Emerald, then began the journey to Yellow's house. Well, it wasn't much of a journey; really, her house was right down the street from Crystal's.

I arrived at Yellow's house and knocked on the door. "Coming," I heard her call. A few seconds later I was greeted with honey blonde hair and amber eyes.

"Hey, little cousin," she smiled.

"Hi Mellow Yellow," I grinned back.

She glared at me playfully. "Don't call me that!" She grabbed her blue jacket with and zipped it up. The jacket was too big and went a fair distance down her body, over her black leggings. I pay a lot of attention to clothes

I grinned and she invited me in. We sat on a black couch in the living room. She handed me some juice and I told her my problem.

Wait, isn't there a fancier word for that. I think it was 'predicament.' I don't know, Crys told me before.

She took this in. "And Crys didn't know what to do?" I shook my head.

Yellow took a sip of juice before speaking. "I think we should sleep on it. Maybe something'll come to us in the morning."

We asked her mom if I could stay over, which she responded with a yes, and told my mom where I was.

We decided not to tell them I was dead. I looked alive so I could pretend. Besides, I didn't want to think about the fact I was a ghost.

While I was lying in the bed, everything that'd happened that day seemed to catch up to me. I buried my face in the pillow and began to think myself to sleep.

Why am I dead; who killed me; why now? I know weird things happen in Sagitario all the time but a child dying and becoming a ghost. I'd heard that it happens to old people here but I think I'm the first kid that has had this happen.

The more I thought, the sleepier I became. That happens to me a lot. If I think too hard or too much, I get really sleepy. But I was tired, so I kept thinking and eventually fell asleep.

When I woke up, however, I wasn't where I fell asleep. Instead I was in a dimly lit room. On the ceiling was a camera that seemed to follow my every room. In front of me was a door, a wide open door.

I walked toward the door because, well it was open. As I walked I noticed two things. Every time I took a step, a red light shone on a camera and door and the door was closing. By the time I reached the door, it was completely closed and the red light was off on the camera and door.

Just then, I heard a terrifying scream. It reminded me of the time my dad shot a coyote that tried to attack me when I was six. I still have nightmares about that day, that scream. Its scream sounded like the one I'm hearing now.

I covered my ears, but I still heard it. It felt like it was taking out my very soul, making feel empty and lifeless.

Oh wait, I'm a ghost, of course I feel lifeless.

I looked to where it felt like the sound was coming from, the camera. When I looked at the camera the scream stopped. I moved my hands from my ears and the camera blinked red. Moved my hands again and the camera blinked again. So did the door.

This gave me an idea. If I could make myself invisible, maybe the door would open.

"But how can I make myself invisible," I said to myself.

Just then the screaming began again and I reached a conclusion. I needed to accept facts. If I don't get out of here, I'll keep hearing the terrifying scream of the animal that still haunts me today. I wonder if it's a ghost.

That statement made me think. This situation isn't the only one I need to accept. I need to accept the fact that I'm a ghost.

"But, how," I said aloud. The screaming got louder. My mind flooded with thoughts of my situation, my ghost situation. Maybe I was meant to be a ghost. Maybe this was meant to happen. No, not maybe. This is supposed to happen. This is my fate. I suddenly felt nothing; I couldn't feel my hands or my legs or anything. And the screaming suddenly stop, too and the door opened. Then, without hesitation, I ran out.

After running for about a minute, I stopped. I looked down and saw that I didn't see my body. I panicked a little but then I started to come back into view. Relieved, I figured out my location and began to make my way back to Saggitario.

Upon arriving, I saw Yellow running down the street. She spotted me and ran over. "There you are. I've been looking everywhere for you," She said slightly out of breath, "So have you figured out anything."

I smiled and shook my head, "No, but I don't think it matters, I kinda like bein' a ghost."

Just then Crystal came running like an Olympian to us. Once she reached us, she fell to her knees. I saw she was crying.

"What's wrong Crys," Yellow and I said in at the same time. Crystal looked up at us, her blue eyes tinted red.

"It's Emerald; I can't find Emerald."


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