Here it is everyone Amanda's life. Before the chapter starts, I want to say thank you to everyone that has been commenting and I'd like to welcome xxayrtonxx.

Amanda's POV

I remember, after all this time I remember my human life. I lived with my parents: Derrick and Abbigail McClain in our red, two-story house. It looked a bit worn down over the years but it was still home.

My Dad was built like the stick up his arse ghost Warden Walker just not as strict about punishment, he was strong and brave just like a hero would be. Mom was different, she wasn't all that strong but she could win any argument between dad and me, maybe that's why Dad married her. My dad had dark black hair and mom had almost brunette hair. While Dad's eyes were green, mom had light blue eyes like me. So I had a little bit of each of them with me and I was proud of it.

When I said Dad was a hero, I didn't mean like a war vet. Dad worked as a security guard for some computer company called Axion Labs, he also took care of the guard dogs and trained them to protect it along side him. I loved seeing the dogs, especially the cute puppies. I even got to name one of them, Cujo. I wasn't too big on animals, but Cujo became like a part of the family.

My Mom was a music teacher for the local elementary school and she could play almost any instrument she got her hands on, it was her gift for music that made me want to play in a band. On her days off she would teach me to play and read music, my favorite instrument was obviously the guitar. I practiced both day and night until I could play almost any song by heart. I so felt confident whenever I played. Mom loved teaching me and I loved my Mom and I had something to do together while Dad was at work. Then I when I turned sixteen my parents bought me my electric guitar, it was custom made to look like flames. The body entire thing was a dark purple with blue flame accents on the body.

At school, however, was a different story. I wasn't all that rich or popular so people would just push me aside to hang out with the self-righteous jerks of popular kids, well everyone except for my best friends. My friends were Katherine and Johnathan, but I'd like to call them Kitty and Johnny.

Kitty had very grayish looking hair that gave her a unique style and she loved wearing the latest fashion. She used to be a very popular girl before her parents got into a bad divorce and her Dad had left her and her mom for another woman across the seas. Eventually, she was no longer popular and she was just another face in the crowd like me, so after a while of talking and hanging out, we became friends.

Johnny on the other was a different story. Johnny was a tall blonde haired teen with the whole biker vibe about him. Johnny had it worse than kitty. Johnny's abusive parents kicked him out as soon as he turned 13 because they couldn't support him anymore, people started calling him Johnny 13 because he was so unlucky just to get him pissed. Thinking that he'd be bad luck for the rest of his life, almost drove him to suicide. He eventually found a home with his Uncle who was a motorcycle mechanic. If it wasn't for his Uncle, Johnny probably would've died a long time ago.

Now Johnny wasn't the best student and neither was I and almost would've failed. Then his life turned around, one day while Kitty and I were talking and doing a lame English assignment, the popular kids started messing with us harshly. It got so bad that they grabbed Kitty and almost took advantage of her. Johnny saw what was going on and punched to jock that was holding her in the jaw, then proceeded to beat the crap out of the other jocks. Being cowards of Johnny 13 they ran with their tails between their legs rushing towards the principal's office.

When Kitty and Johnny's eyes met, it was love at first sight. Of course, they were a bit dense, to begin with, but after a while, they became the power couple of the school. No one dared to mess with them. Johnny even went so far as to buy Kitty a promise ring to show that he was committed to her, even though he had the tendency to flirt with other women. Kitty would knock the sense back into him of course and they were together ever since when Johnny turned 17 he built his first motorcycle and got his license as a surprise for Kitty. He even gave Kitty and I rides to school. Johnny and I quickly became friends since he was dating my best friend, I did tell him that if he hurt kitty in any way. I'd end him, which didn't happen. So all got along just fine and were friends ever since. Our grades improving should it. We have each other's back through the good time and the bad.

Then I met him, Zachary Richfield. He was a quiet kind of short, blonde mohawked teen when he first came to Casper High, he didn't have any friends and the popular kids didn't welcome him into their little crew. So after Kitty introduced us to each other we became friends and a little while later we started going out. He was a musician who played the drums, so we jammed time to time. I soon introduced him to my parents a few months after we started going out and they didn't exactly approve because they felt there was something off about him, but I didn't care I just kept dating him anyway.

A few months later, about mid-September, I started seeing the real Zachary Richfield. He became very cold and angry and whenever I talked to people besides him and he really hated Kitty and Johnny. He was very distant with me and wouldn't return my calls or even go out to jam together. The worse of it all was when he almost forced me to move in with him and ditch my parents completely as he thought they were standing between him and me.

That's what really pissed me off. He was just a jealous boyfriend who didn't want anyone else having me in their life. l knew my Dad was right from the beginning but I just didn't listen. So I gave him the hardest slap I could across his face and told him that we were through, he didn't like that very much and tried to follow me. I rushed home to my parents crying my eyes out that some boy could ever come between my family and friends. He almost came into our house, but Dad kicked his can to the curb and warned him that the next time the police would be involved. I didn't see Zach for weeks and he didn't come to school so we all thought he moved away or quit school altogether. It wasn't the last I saw of him though.

When Kitty and Johnny found out that I dumped him, they were relieved that I wasn't with that dipstick. We came up with that name for him and people like him that pissed us off, it made us laugh on the inside. Then Kitty gave me the idea to use my music to get over Zach to start my career as a rock star. Johnny told me that a great Rockstar needs a great Rockstar name and look. When I mentioned that my love life was like a dying ember, Kitty told me to use just that: Ember. Ember, it fits so well and it's even in my name so it made it special. I started writing a song about how I would not let people forget my name when I sang, so I started writing my song "Remember". My life made a complete 180 after I broke up with Zach. Then came that day.

It was a very cold October Friday night, my parents had to pull a late-night shift at both the school and the computer company. So I was home alone, practicing my song "Remember" for hours. It was getting close to midnight so I decided to take a quick shower and grab a quick snack before going to bed. Before I could get back to bed, I heard glass breaking and smelled smoke coming from downstairs. When I rushed downstairs I saw my entire living room covered in flames, blocking my way out. I couldn't call for help because the phone was completely engulfed with flames. I ran back upstairs and back into my room, thinking I could crawl out the window to the roof before the whole house came down, but someone had boarded up my windows, blocking my only other exit.

I looked out the window to see Zach with an evil grin across his face holding a Molotov-cocktail and throwing it through the window and into my bedroom. The glass shattered all over my floor. I tried and tried but I couldn't put it out the roaring flames. As the flames grew higher and the lack of oxygen was in my lungs, I knew I was going to die. So I grabbed my guitar and started playing and singing my song as loud as I could, telling him that I would not be forgotten no matter what. As I played my song, I saw my life flash before my eyes, my parents, my friends, and even Zach. Pouring all my emotions out with each lyric and melody.

When I finished playing my song, I closed my eyes as the flames engulfed me as I burned to death. When I reopened my eyes I was no longer alive, I was dead. A ghost, my skin was pale like snow and my hair was now blue flames. I was dressed like a Rockstar I wanted to be with makeup and skull designed boots and belt. What was weird was that I had my guitar, but it looked completely different. It had strange knobs on it but was still the same guitar, I could feel it.

I could only watch from the night sky as my house burned down and my parents came home to see it burned down crying that I wasn't there, Zach long was gone. I wanted to show my parents that I was still there but something pulled me away, a green swirling portal dragged me in and I was thrown into a strange place called the Ghost Zone. A rock star diva ghost, Ember McClain was born and human girl Amanda Emberline McClain died.

I have my regrets. I didn't get to say goodbye to my parents telling them how much I loved them, I never got to see Kitty and Johnny get married as they planned, I never finished school, and my biggest regret, I never found true love.

Was I remembered?

Whoa, to think that an EX would go so far. The sad fact is that it really happens in the real world.

Would you remember someone like this?

Please Review