My Death I stared at my grave only twenty years old and I died I was so close to being twenty-one. So close to having a family. I looked at the flowers and ring the guy I was in love with just left. I bent down and looked closer at the ring it had a note rolled up under it. To my love, I know your gone but I still love you And I feel like your still here. I just want to hold you one last time. I will be with you soon. Love always Tyler. I gasped he better not do what I think he is gonna do. -------- I closed my eyes feeling overwhelmed with regret. I shouldn't of gone out that night. ~flash back~ "Alice please come back to bed." Tyler sighed sadly as I jumped out the bed. "I have to go May needs me." I said sadly as I leaned down and kissed his lips. May and her boyfriend just got into a bad argument and he wanted her to leave the house. I pulled my long blond hair back into a ponytail, slipped my black shorts on, and my red tanktop. I got on my knees and grabbed my flip flops. "I love you!" I yelled as a graves my key and ran out the house. ------ I stared at my cloths. If I new I was gonna die and be in this outfit I would have picked a much better outfit. I sighed thinking about my pink thigh length dress I loved so much. I just want to put it on one last time. I sunk down next to my grave. I wish I could cry. Then at that moment it started sprinkling. I got up and walked to the end of the grave yard. When I turned around it looked like something from a horror movie. Ghost were floating up out there graves. It was beautiful yet scary and sad at the same time. "Ah your new here!!!" A soothing voice said in my ear. I screamed and looked around. "Wow wow wow girl we can't hurt you." The voice laughed. I looked it was a boy with leather jacket and jeans on. His hair was all messed up like he never combed it when he was alive. "Names Kyle." He smiled at me. "Alice." I mumbled. "Not much of a talker are you?" He said swinging his arm around me. He appeared to be around the age I was when I died. "I don't want to be here..." I cried. "None of us do." He said serisouly. I looked around the ghost seemed to be adults, teenagers, preteens, kids, toddlers, and even babies. A little girl about five wonders over to me. "My name is Angel. Kyle is my ghost daddy. Will you be my ghost mommy?" Angel said in the saddest voice I ever herd. Kyle reached down and picked her up. I guess ghost can touch ghost. "You can't just ask people that. She's new here." Kyle said sternly. I gave Angel a sad smile and reached out for her. ----