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" Ghost!?....Ghost!?.....Jimmy!?" Jay yelled searching for the ghost. Jay spun around quickly and seen a dark caped figure standing behind him. He slowly approached the figure.
"Are you the…third ghost?" he choked out. The ghost stood silently and shook his head yes.
"The ghost of Christmas future?" he asked the ghost shook his head yes again. Then it began to glide slowly down the street, Jay followed. They reached a small graveyard as they walked through the gates Jay felt a rush of coldness wrap around his body. He crossed his arms to keep warm; the trees whistled and swirled in the wind. The ghost finally stopped, Jay looked up at the small group of people were huddled around a tombstone; he recognized Emma and Manny, Towerz and Alex and others from Degrassi. They watched for about ten minutes then everyone tearfully went their separate ways. The ghost nodded toward to the tombstone and Jay slowly made his way toward it. When he approached it was too dark to read, he leaned closer to it and finally made out the name: Darcy Hogart.
"No, No not Darcy….who….who did this to her…who did this to her?" He asked near tears but the ghost just stood there "Who the hell did this to her?" he pleaded with the ghost. The ghost finally raised his arm slowly and pointed in the opposite direction. Jay quickly got up and made his way over to large tree, under it was a man sitting, Jay walked over to see who it was, it was his father. Jay got close to his face he reeked of alcohol.
"You did this to her….you hit her didn't you son of a-" Jay yelled and brought his fist back to hit him but he stopped himself, he knew that it wouldn't make a difference. Jay took a step back and looked over at the ghost
"Where was I…..Why wasn't I there to save her." he yelled, the ghost motioned for Jay, and he walked toward him. The Ghost put his thin fragile hand on Jays shoulder. They then appeared in a small room, the walls were painted a pale gray and one hade a window, there was a table with two chairs at either end. Jay recognized it to be and interrogation room. The ghost began to glide toward the door Jay followed him down the long empty halls of the jail. They approached the main lobby it was quiet except for two officers sitting in the back corner. Jay listened closely to them talk.
"So were getting that new transfer in from Cavelleri eh?"
"Yea heard he's a real trouble maker"
"Ah he's a young kid…what's he in for anyway"
"Got caught stealing some stereo equipment…..it's his third offense, so now he's waiting trial."
"That sucks." Jay looked at the door as it slowly opened and another officer walked through and behind him he saw himself. His eyes widened as he closely examined the replica of himself, he looked so warned out, so sad, so alone. He watched as the officers patted him down. They finally lead him to the back of the jail and placed him in a cell. The ghost and Jay entered the cell. Jay sat down beside himself who was curled up on the bed he heard light sobs. He looked up at the ghost.
"Tell me I can change this……tell me it doesn't need to be like this. I don't want to be the person I was before. I'll change, I've changed."