Camille

"What are you doing here?" I asked Manny. She'd followed me into the bathroom when I went to reapply my lip-gloss. I noticed that she didn't have a reflection, creepy.

"Camille please don't be mad at me. You're all I have right now. I don't come across many people who can talk to spirits every day, so please talk to me."

"Do you know how crazy it is for me to be here, talking to a girl who's been dead for two years?"

"Do you know how crazy it is to be a dead for 2 years and stuck in school for the rest of my days? Huh?" Manny asked.

"Not my fault you kill yourself." I muttered opening the bathroom door and walking out.

Manny

"She won't help me, there's no use in begging her. I want to get out of this school, I want to rest in peace."

"There's only one way to do that Manuella."

"I know, I know, you've told me a billion times already. But I'm not sure how. It's impossible to finish this when she doesn't want to even talk to me right now."

"Possess her."

"What? That's crazy, I can't. I've never done that before."

"Do you want to be free, Manuella?"

"Yes, but—"

"Then do it. Close your eyes and concentrate on jumping into her soul."

"How will I know if I've done it right?"

"You'll know...because you'll be in her body. Now go!"

Concentrate. Was it really going to be that simple? All I wanted was to go home, to my real home. I wanted to live in peace again, but I couldn't. When I died, I thought it would be the end. I waited until my parents went out for dinner and I raided the medicine cabinet. I took about 10 different pills, some of my dad's, some of my mom's, some of my brother's, it was symbolic, at least, it was to me. It showed that they would be with me forever. I quickly took them all and called Emma before it was two late.

{Two years ago}

"Simpson-Nelson residence."

"Emma? It's Manny."

"Ok...and your point is?" She's mad at me, she's never going to forgive me.

"The point is Emma, I wanted to say good-bye. I mean, I know you like, hate me, but you've been my best friend for years, so I just wanted to tell you that I love you and I'll miss you."

"Miss me? Manny where are you going?" Maybe she did care, she seemed worried.

"Home, I'm going home Emma. Everyone hates me and to be perfectly honest, I hate myself. I can't stay here anymore, and I'm sorry if I'm going to..."

"Manny? Manny, are you ok?" I shook my head. I was starting to feel dizzy.

"Manny?!"

"I'm...I'm here."

"What did you do, God, Manny what did you do?" She's crying for me. Me. Maybe Emma didn't hate me as much as I thought. I shouldn't have done this. This was a big mistake.

"Help." I said before hanging up the phone. I quickly called Craig because I needed to tell him something. I didn't know what, I just knew he was someone I should say good-bye to.

"Hello?" Joey answered the phone cheerfully. He was always nice to me, no matter what. I was going to miss him.

"Hey, it's Manny."

"Say no more." I guess he handed the phone to Craig because the next thing I knew Craig was on the phone.

"Manny?"

"I wanted to say bye."

"Where are you going?"

"Craig where I'm going, I'm never coming back. I'll be out of your life soon, and you can go back to be the guy you were before all the trouble began."

"M—Manny, what are you saying?"

"I'm saying I'm going to die soon and I just wanted to say..." Dizzy. Everything was blurred in a mixture of colors.

"Manny? Manny! Manny!" I heard Craig shouting.

"So many colors." I said dropping the phone. I could still hear Craig shouting but it didn't matter anymore. I wanted to tell him how much I loved him, even though he hurt me. I wanted to tell him how sorry I was for killing our baby. I would've done anything for Craig, even named our baby Maude. But no, I had to mess up. I ruined everything. I somehow made it over to the couch and laid down.

"Manny?! Where are you??" I heard Emma yell. I was glad she was here. It would be nice to die with my best friend beside me. A blurry moving thing came towards, I was pretty sure it was Em.

"Manny, oh my God! I called 911, they should be here soon, don't give up, please."

"It's almost over." I said closing my eyes, all the colors were making me nauseous.

"No, Manny, don't die. Please. You're my oldest friend, please don't leave me. Not here, not how." She was crying, this was all my fault. I made my best friend cry because I was never coming back. We'd never have another Girls Night, or sleepover, or make up these crazy plans that would get us in trouble. I'd never get married; I'd never get to be Emma's maid of honor. I'm not going to have a prom. This was a stupid idea.

"Manny? Can you hear me?" A males voice asked. It's not anyone I know. He must be a paramedic. I mumbled something just to let him know I could hear him.

"Is she going to be ok?" I hear Emma ask.

"Only time will tell. Get her up here Mike, we gotta pump her stomach."

"Emma! Where is she?? God, why? Manny!"

"Sir you have to step back we're trying to help you girlfriend she—"

"No! I need to see her!"

"Sir I doubt that she can even hear you. There's nothing we can do."

"Please. I need to talk to her, please." Silence. Just let him come, please.

"Manny, baby, please talk to me." I wanted to but I couldn't. I couldn't even open my eyes and see him one last time. No this isn't fair.

"I love you Manny, and I'm sorry for everything. I should've left Ashley when you told me to. I shouldn't have yelled at you for getting the abortion. Please, Manny, please." He really did love me. I could feel myself getting weaker and weaker. I wanted to tell him that I loved him too.

"Manuella? Sweetie, just come into the light."

"What? Can you hear me?"

"Come into the light Manuella."

"But I wanted to tell Craig good-bye." But I walked into the light anyway.

"OH MY GOD!" It's the last thing I remember saying before I opened my eyes and found myself staring up at Craig. I was alive!

"I love you too." I said to him. But he kept staring at me.

"She's gone son, do you want me to call your parents?" Asked a paramedic. Gone?

"I'm right here you idiot!" I yelled getting up from the couch. That's where I saw it...me. I was lying on the couch, my eyes were close and my mouth was open slightly. I am gone. I watched Craig and Emma hug each other, sobbing loudly. I watched as my parents came home from dinner and watched as Emma filled them in on what happened. I saw Papi shake his head and storm out of the house. I watched as my mom fell to the ground as if someone had shot her.

"Why did I do it?" I asked myself for the first of many times.

{End Flashback}

Concentrate Manny. I found Camille over by the punch bowl. She was alone, the perfect time to jump.

"Stop following me."

"I'm not following you. And I'm sorry for what I'm about to do."

"What?" I closed my eyes and just jumped on her concentrating really hard on being her. I heard Camille scream. But that didn't stop me, I needed to do this.