Marie's perspective

Sixteen years of being trapped in this house. Sixteen years of pain and misery from my siblings. Gabriel, the oldest, is clearly overprotective and does what he can to keep us from harm. Even though; we are ghosts. The first middle child, Susie, is always dressing up and asking if she looks ok in her dress. How could I know? She's been wearing the same clothes since the day we died. And lastly, Jeremy, the third child who is a bit of an oddball I admit. For example; he placed a snake in his own cereal and ate it. Gross! I know, but can I control it? No. It's always been like this until the fire. And then there is me, Marie. I lived in this house for over a century and basically died when I was only five years old. Got shot in the head. I never knew I died. Until the next day, in that same house I lived in. My siblings also died and the house was nearly burnt down. Funny thing was; the house survived. But me and the others, we didn't. "Marie?" I hear Gabriel called out. "Yah?" I asked. "Come on you slowpoke! You are going to be late." (Late?) I thought. "Ok?" I said as I looked back and there he was, Gabriel, face to face with me. "You forgot?" He asked. I shrugged; "I think so." I said, "It's dinner time, it's stew." Gabriel said. "But we don't have stomachs." I said, Gabriel turns to me and glares harshly. "Ok, I'm coming." I said as I got up from my bed and headed downstairs with my brother. There, when we reached the kitchen, Susie and Jeremy were sitting down at the table across from each other. Jeremy slurped down his stew in seconds! While Susie on the other hand, gives Jeremy disgusted looks like she couldn't believe she was sitting next to an animal. I tried to control my laughs by coughing a bit. Gabriel gives me a look as if to say; "What is wrong with this child?" I swallowed hard as I looked up at Gabriel, who looked back at me with disappointment. "You're doing that thing again." Gabriel said. "What thing?" I asked. I looked down at my hands and noticed I was twirling my thumbs. "Just a phase, I'll get over it." I said as I looked over at my big brother. "Alright." Gabriel said as he and the other two left the room. I mumbled to myself;"I wish I could get out of this house more often."