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13 Ghost so do not sue me and crap! But yeaaaaaaa, I wanna ask people what
I should change in the story and how should I continue the story. I'm
completely blank and I need more ideas!!!!! In this chapter I included my
cousin's dream. It was like, when it rains she would get cuts on her arms.
I thought that was pretty cool and interesting and freaky at the same time,
with GOOD, but I NEED MORE IDEAS! So yea, if anyone has any ideas of how I
should continue this weird story PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE *falls to the knees
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Chapter4: The Kiss of The Dead, The Kiss of The Awakening.
"So, if the organ, tongue, receptor is taste buds and its function is to distinguish between sweet, salty, and bitter tastes..what is the receptor and function of they eye?" The teacher looked around the room, nervously, hoping that the students did their homework. "Anyone?" Silence. Dennis waved back and forth trying to get the attention of the wrinkly teacher. "Oh! Oh! I know! Pick me! Its function is to see ghosts, 24/7! Ghosts, damn you! I know the answer! Whooooo-ho! I know!" Padme, with the palms of her hands flat down on her desk shot an angry and annoyed look at him. "Shut up," she growled. Suddenly, Dennis saw that her yellow eyes shone brighter. He stopped waving his hand and crept away. "Alright..breath-e."
"Oh, Miss Padme Jane Lucas! What is the function of the eye?" The teacher smiled at her lamely, showing her big white teeth. Padme just stared at her blankly until she remembered what Dennis had said. Not knowing what she was saying she answered, "To see dead people." Suddenly, the whole class was uproar and everyone started to laugh at her. "I knew she was a freak! HA!" Someone from the room whispered to the others. The students suddenly started to chant, "Freak, freak, freak, freak, freak, freak, freak, freak," Padme held her hands up to her ears and shut her eyes tightly.
Dennis saw what was happening and wanted everyone just to shut up. He looked at Padme, worried, and got even more worried when he noticed that flesh started to open up and cuts began to appear on her arms and hands. "Padme!" He ran over to Padme and shook her shoulders. She started to weep. "What's wrong! Tell me, god damnit. Tell me what is it? Tell me so I can help you! Padme! Listen to me." Her eyes opened wide and her eyes began to glow. The other students when they saw her eyes and started to quiet down. With a loud growl Padme looked at the students.
An invisible force pulled them right out from their seats and they were pinned to the two, opposite walls, including Dennis. "YOU BELIVE IN NOTHING, THEREFORE YOU WILL BE NOTHING!" she screamed at them. He pulled himself out of the force and ran to Padme. "Calm down, Padme! What the hell are you doing?" Before he could say another word, the students were choked with the invisible hands around their necks. They screamed in torture and when he turned back to Padme her hat flew off and sat in a corner. "WHY WON'T YOU JUST LEAVE ME ALONE? WHY CAN'T YOU JUST ACCEPT ME FOR WHO I AM? NO ONE UNDERSTANDS ME! AND NO ONE WILL EVER!" She screamed at them in a distorted voice, as if 3 voices, one screaming, one very deep, and the other were hers.
"Padme! Just listen to me! Concentrate on my voice. Stop what you're doing because you're killing them! Stop, man!" She kept on killing them slowly, slashing their arms and beautiful, perfect faces. He had no other choice and began to crack his knuckles. "God...I'm gonna regret this." Dennis threw her to the ceiling and hit her head against the desk. Blood dripped down her mouth and her temples started to bleed. As soon as her eyes shut, the other students were released. They ran out of the classroom in fear, screaming as they went.
Dennis shook his head, sat down and laid her head on his lap. He stroked her face carefully. She was so beautiful and innocent as well as powerful at the same time. Yet, that attracted him to her, the punished angel who has a power, which she can not understand, rather than anyone else understanding her. She reminded of him very much. "You know," he talked to her, even though she wasn't really listening to him. "when I was school people who pick on me and touch me. That was hell, getting into seizure, screaming in pain, seeing dead people, very ugly dead people...yet no one knew what was making me go through heck. Man, I thought there was no one on the surface of this fucking planet that has to go through hate, pain, and hell, like I do. It's so unfair. I mean...look at me, I'm a dead person running around with you. I don't want to stay here...I just want to go to Heaven, paradise, whatever! But you...you are the reason why I am stuck here. I hate you for that yet..I..love you, girl. I care and feel for you." Dennis slowly bent his head down on hers and lightly kissed her sliced lips. The kiss was suddenly returned to him as he saw that her eyes has fluttered open. She smiled when she saw him. "Well, hello there sleeping beauty." Dennis said. She sat up and touched her head. When she saw the blood on her fingertips Dennis' smile disappeared. "Sorry about that. I didn't know what else to do." "Thank you. You know...I haven't been kissed by a ghost before, actually, I have never been kissed." Padme reached out to Dennis, cupped his chin, and kissed him.
Chapter4: The Kiss of The Dead, The Kiss of The Awakening.
"So, if the organ, tongue, receptor is taste buds and its function is to distinguish between sweet, salty, and bitter tastes..what is the receptor and function of they eye?" The teacher looked around the room, nervously, hoping that the students did their homework. "Anyone?" Silence. Dennis waved back and forth trying to get the attention of the wrinkly teacher. "Oh! Oh! I know! Pick me! Its function is to see ghosts, 24/7! Ghosts, damn you! I know the answer! Whooooo-ho! I know!" Padme, with the palms of her hands flat down on her desk shot an angry and annoyed look at him. "Shut up," she growled. Suddenly, Dennis saw that her yellow eyes shone brighter. He stopped waving his hand and crept away. "Alright..breath-e."
"Oh, Miss Padme Jane Lucas! What is the function of the eye?" The teacher smiled at her lamely, showing her big white teeth. Padme just stared at her blankly until she remembered what Dennis had said. Not knowing what she was saying she answered, "To see dead people." Suddenly, the whole class was uproar and everyone started to laugh at her. "I knew she was a freak! HA!" Someone from the room whispered to the others. The students suddenly started to chant, "Freak, freak, freak, freak, freak, freak, freak, freak," Padme held her hands up to her ears and shut her eyes tightly.
Dennis saw what was happening and wanted everyone just to shut up. He looked at Padme, worried, and got even more worried when he noticed that flesh started to open up and cuts began to appear on her arms and hands. "Padme!" He ran over to Padme and shook her shoulders. She started to weep. "What's wrong! Tell me, god damnit. Tell me what is it? Tell me so I can help you! Padme! Listen to me." Her eyes opened wide and her eyes began to glow. The other students when they saw her eyes and started to quiet down. With a loud growl Padme looked at the students.
An invisible force pulled them right out from their seats and they were pinned to the two, opposite walls, including Dennis. "YOU BELIVE IN NOTHING, THEREFORE YOU WILL BE NOTHING!" she screamed at them. He pulled himself out of the force and ran to Padme. "Calm down, Padme! What the hell are you doing?" Before he could say another word, the students were choked with the invisible hands around their necks. They screamed in torture and when he turned back to Padme her hat flew off and sat in a corner. "WHY WON'T YOU JUST LEAVE ME ALONE? WHY CAN'T YOU JUST ACCEPT ME FOR WHO I AM? NO ONE UNDERSTANDS ME! AND NO ONE WILL EVER!" She screamed at them in a distorted voice, as if 3 voices, one screaming, one very deep, and the other were hers.
"Padme! Just listen to me! Concentrate on my voice. Stop what you're doing because you're killing them! Stop, man!" She kept on killing them slowly, slashing their arms and beautiful, perfect faces. He had no other choice and began to crack his knuckles. "God...I'm gonna regret this." Dennis threw her to the ceiling and hit her head against the desk. Blood dripped down her mouth and her temples started to bleed. As soon as her eyes shut, the other students were released. They ran out of the classroom in fear, screaming as they went.
Dennis shook his head, sat down and laid her head on his lap. He stroked her face carefully. She was so beautiful and innocent as well as powerful at the same time. Yet, that attracted him to her, the punished angel who has a power, which she can not understand, rather than anyone else understanding her. She reminded of him very much. "You know," he talked to her, even though she wasn't really listening to him. "when I was school people who pick on me and touch me. That was hell, getting into seizure, screaming in pain, seeing dead people, very ugly dead people...yet no one knew what was making me go through heck. Man, I thought there was no one on the surface of this fucking planet that has to go through hate, pain, and hell, like I do. It's so unfair. I mean...look at me, I'm a dead person running around with you. I don't want to stay here...I just want to go to Heaven, paradise, whatever! But you...you are the reason why I am stuck here. I hate you for that yet..I..love you, girl. I care and feel for you." Dennis slowly bent his head down on hers and lightly kissed her sliced lips. The kiss was suddenly returned to him as he saw that her eyes has fluttered open. She smiled when she saw him. "Well, hello there sleeping beauty." Dennis said. She sat up and touched her head. When she saw the blood on her fingertips Dennis' smile disappeared. "Sorry about that. I didn't know what else to do." "Thank you. You know...I haven't been kissed by a ghost before, actually, I have never been kissed." Padme reached out to Dennis, cupped his chin, and kissed him.