By the way everyone, I forgot to put in disclaimers so here's one that covers the whole story so I don't have to write another one (insert disclaimer here). I don't get why we need disclaimers anyway. I mean would anyone be writing on this site if they owned whatever they were writing about? I think not!
Anyway, on with the story!
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New Arrival
This is turning out to be kind of like a diary isn't it? I always pitied people that confided their feelings in a stupid book, but I guess that's kind of the same as confiding your feelings to a guitar so I guess I'll just shut up now. Right now though it doesn't seem as insane talking to a guitar as it did at first. I mean, I'm dead so I think I'm entitled to go a little bit crazy thank you very much!
I think everyone goes crazy when they die. I never paid attention in biology, but I think I heard Mr Morgan saying that your brain has to die before you can actually die. I thought some of the ghosts round here seemed a little brain dead. That means that I'm brain dead too. Mind you, most of my teachers probably thought I never had a brain to begin with since I was hopeless at almost every subject. I didn't even get on with my music teacher, which a lot of people found surprising. I was ok at English though. I suppose that's why I can write lyrics so well. Or at least, everyone told me that I could write good lyrics.
I am getting really annoyed now. This guy keeps asking me if I'll be his friend, even though I keep saying no. If I'm not crazy yet, I think I will be soon if this carries on. I can't take much more!
I finally had the common sense to play my guitar so it would block out the noise. Except it kind of blasted the "Will you be my friend" guy. Cool.
I never really had that many friends in school. There was just me, Mylee, Justine and Liz. I was the unsociable one, Mylee was the bubbly, silly one. Justine was the quiet, smart one and Liz was just plain Liz. I guess every group has to have a head case like me. In other words, unpopular. Not that anyone else in my group is popular, they're just more popular than me. Not that I cared about being popular or anything. I mean, who wants to be like Jennie Adams. The girl who has a dumb, jock boyfriend and friends who squeal stupidly and say "oh my gosh, did you hear about Laura Sanders? She threw up at Steve's party last week. It was totally uncool." And then Jennie would squeal back and then her boyfriend, Louis Sanchez would go and tell all his friends and the next thing you know, everyone knows that some girl called Laura threw up at some stupid, jock party.
I just heard a revving noise. You know, like of a car engine or a motorbike or something. Anyway so I looked up to see where the noise was coming from, and I saw a boy and a girl that couldn't be much younger than me, riding on a motorcycle. I am not kidding. A motorbike in the ghost zone! I didn't know that you could even have a vehicle in the ghost zone. When they saw me they slowed down. The girl jumped off the back of the bike and said, "Hi, I'm Kitty and this is my boyfriend Johnny." So I introduced myself too, just to be polite, "I'm Ember". And then she started telling me about how they died. She sounded really sad. I could maybe see myself hanging out with her sometime because she seems to have a decent head on her shoulders. Even though she's dead and all. So then we said goodbye and 'see you around' and all that stuff.
You know, maybe this dying thing isn't so bad after all.
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I think I might do another story about how Kitty and Johnny died so tell me what you think about that. Anyway, thank you to my reviewers Invader Johnny, WTFWonder and WingsOfMorphius. I really hope everyone one likes this chapter and I can honestly say I'm surprised at the reviews I'm getting. I only started writing because I thought it would be fun and I didn't think that people would actually want to read anything that I'd written because I'm not half as good as some of the writers on this site. So, once again thank you to my reviewers and please don't forget to R&R!