A/N: this Chapter is for Missy42 for giving me the idea of ghosts. thanks.
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Disclaimer: Checks papers No, I don't own it unfortuneatly.
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"Hey Sawyer, Whatcha doing?" Kate's vocie arouse's me from my memories, memories that I don't ever want to forget.
"Nothing much, Why, whats happing with the rest of craphole island?" My reply comes out harsher than I intendernd.
"Nothing, it's just you seem so withdrawn and in permentant solitude, I know its only been a week since she died, but, You need to get on with your life sawyer." she squatts down next to me, and stares out to sea, like I've been doing for the past, couple of hours. I get up and start to walk into the jungle, she shouts after me, but I don't turn around or acknowledge her in anyway.
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"How's Freckles then?" I look up and see her sitting on a rock by the waterfall, I smile despite my unhappieness.
"Ana-Lu? What are you doing here?" i ask her as she gets off the rock and comes towards me, "Well, something tells me, your not heeding my whishes," I take in the sight of her, The sight I have wanted for the past week, and thought I would go mad if I could not see it again, "Your not enjoying life on this lovely lump of rock, inhabited by monsters, and others, and things you would just like to forget about, So, I have come back to haunt you," She's smirking at me, and I smile back, She is so close now, I could reach out and touch her, but I am afraid to just incase she goes away. And I never see her again.
"I don't mind Muchacha, Infact, I am very open to the idea." Now a smirk of my own slowly comes onto my face.
"So, how's Kate? you shouldn't be so hard on her, She's only doing what's best for you," She see's my face and qwuickly say's, "What Everyone, including me thinks is best for you, You have to let go, Please, Do it for me"
Her plea works I start to feel more, not just sadness and emptyness of what I have been feeling for the last week ever scince she died, I feel, lighter, that my soul is lighter, I start to belive that her death was not my fault, like I've belived this week. I finally let go.
I look up at her and say" don't go please," But she is fading, "Ana, I love you." i gasp as a feeble amptemt to tell her what I feel about her. Now all she is, is a grey mist, with no featues.
The wind whispers, " I love you to Sawyer"
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A/N: Well?
Reveiw please.
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Disclaimer: Checks papers No, I don't own it unfortuneatly.
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"Hey Sawyer, Whatcha doing?" Kate's vocie arouse's me from my memories, memories that I don't ever want to forget.
"Nothing much, Why, whats happing with the rest of craphole island?" My reply comes out harsher than I intendernd.
"Nothing, it's just you seem so withdrawn and in permentant solitude, I know its only been a week since she died, but, You need to get on with your life sawyer." she squatts down next to me, and stares out to sea, like I've been doing for the past, couple of hours. I get up and start to walk into the jungle, she shouts after me, but I don't turn around or acknowledge her in anyway.
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"How's Freckles then?" I look up and see her sitting on a rock by the waterfall, I smile despite my unhappieness.
"Ana-Lu? What are you doing here?" i ask her as she gets off the rock and comes towards me, "Well, something tells me, your not heeding my whishes," I take in the sight of her, The sight I have wanted for the past week, and thought I would go mad if I could not see it again, "Your not enjoying life on this lovely lump of rock, inhabited by monsters, and others, and things you would just like to forget about, So, I have come back to haunt you," She's smirking at me, and I smile back, She is so close now, I could reach out and touch her, but I am afraid to just incase she goes away. And I never see her again.
"I don't mind Muchacha, Infact, I am very open to the idea." Now a smirk of my own slowly comes onto my face.
"So, how's Kate? you shouldn't be so hard on her, She's only doing what's best for you," She see's my face and qwuickly say's, "What Everyone, including me thinks is best for you, You have to let go, Please, Do it for me"
Her plea works I start to feel more, not just sadness and emptyness of what I have been feeling for the last week ever scince she died, I feel, lighter, that my soul is lighter, I start to belive that her death was not my fault, like I've belived this week. I finally let go.
I look up at her and say" don't go please," But she is fading, "Ana, I love you." i gasp as a feeble amptemt to tell her what I feel about her. Now all she is, is a grey mist, with no featues.
The wind whispers, " I love you to Sawyer"
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A/N: Well?
Reveiw please.