Hey Guys. Sorry I Haven't Been On For Like AGES! Theres Been Loads of Family Stuff Going On, My Internet Died. Then Well, I Sprained My Neck. So Heres A Long One to Make Up For My Time Off! (:

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'Danny' I Said. 'You Sure About This?' These Were The Last Words I Spoke To Danny, Before He Died. I Dream About Him Sometimes, Sometimes I Break Down At Strange Times. And Sometimes I Wished It Was Me Who Was Dead. But I Could Never Say His Name. Not Ever. It Brought Back Too Many Memories; I Still Have Tucker And Jazz. But Not Him. It Was One Year Ago Today That He Died, We Were Walking Back From School, Because We'd Both Had A Detention Which Lasted Til 5.30. He Was Too Tired To Fly...
**FLASHBACK**
'Stupid Skulker.' Danny Murmured. It was The 6th Ghost He'd Fought Today.
'You Sure You're Ok Danny, You Look Really Tired?'
'Yeah, I Suppose I Have to Be Ok. Come On. I Know A Shortcut.' He Said, Holding In A Longing Sigh, We Took Our First Steps Down The Dreary Wet Alleyway.
'Danny, You Sure about This?'
'Yeah I'm Sure I've Been down This Alley Thousands of Times.'
I Was About To Reply. But A Gunshot Got There Before Me.
'DANNY!' I Screamed, Then Turned To See Nothing. No-one Was There. I Ran To Get Help, With Tears Streaming Down My Face, And I Couldn't See Anything. No One Stopped To Help Me. They All Looked At Me Like I Was Crazy. But I Wasn't. You'd Be Hysterical Too If Your Best Friend Just Got Shot in the Back by a Stranger! I Went Back To The Alley, Danny, The Gun, And All Our Stuff Was Gone. All I Could See Was A Chuckling Vlad. I Screamed At Him. And He Just Laughed Harder.
'It's No Use Girl. He's gone.' He Said. Smiling More and More with Each Word.
'You Did This. You Did This To Danny! Where Is He?' I Sobbed. I Wasn't Giving In. Not This Time.
'He's Gone Child. Can't You See? You Did This To Him. You Killed Your Own Best Friend.' He Had a Sick Look on His Face.
'I Killed Danny? I Killed Danny! You Sad Pathetic Low Life! You Killed Him, Not Me!' I Screamed Scratching Him As He Pulled Me Closer.
'That May Be True Girl. But everyone'll believe the Mayor. And No-one will Believe The Girl Who Brutally Murdered Her Own Best Friend.' He Laughed. Then Disappeared In A Puff Of Smoke. It Was When I Started To Believe It, That I Started Cutting. I Got Deeper And Deeper Each Time. I Cried Myself To Sleep Every night. I Used To Talk To Tucker All night To Stop Me From Crying. But It Always Came. Tucker Took Me To Therapy Classes. And I Came Out Each Week A Wreck. And I Didn't Come Out Of My Room For Weeks. It Wasn't Til I Had A Phone call From A Stranger Telling Me To Meet Them At Fenton Works Lab. 6.30 Sharp. I Was There, A Figure Came Out Of The Shadows Telling Me To Close My Eyes, The Voice Sounded So Familiar, It Sounded Almost Like...
'Open Your Eyes.' The Voice Said...
I Stood There In Total Shock Without Knowing What To Do Next. So I Did What Any Person Would Do. Scream The First Thing That Came Into Their Head.
'DANNY!' I Screamed. 'I Thought You Were Dead!' I Said Into His Shirt, I Felt Just So Safe In His Arms, It Was Unbelievable. He Whispered Into Me Ear, The Thing I Really Didn't Want To Hear. We Both Just Stood There, The Silence Was Getting Uncomfortable. So I Broke It. 'What Do You Mean You're Dead?'