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Still Ghost

Still Ghost

Gift Idis

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Alex loses his little sister and his inability to accept that she is dead and to let go stops her from going to her afterlife, her soul is left at the mercy of dementors who devour souls that fail to go to their afterlife. Will Alex be able to help his sister's soul move to her afterlife or will his sister's soul be food for dementors?

Chapter 1 Introduction

"Alex" Mrs Paul called, "mum" he answered frightened, "I need to talk to you" she said slowly, there was a moment of silence as she took a deep breath closing her eyes and holding her tears, the hospital was quiet and empty as it was late at night, only a few doctors who were attending to Rose were there, "what's it? mum, you're scaring me" Alex said, "I know you loved her" she said as she let tears roll down her cheeks, "you loved her very much, you two were very close, you were closer to her even more than your dad and I were, but...

" "don't do that mum" Alex interrupted, "don't lose hope, she's gonna live, she's not going to die" "son you have to face the possibility... "no mum, don't even talk about it, she's not going to die" he said, "she's already dead, she's gone, Rose is dead" she cried, "I'm sorry, but she's dead", "no, you're lying to me" "our Rose is gone, they couldn't save her" "no, you lie, she's not dead, she can't be" Alex stood up to his feet, "no, she's alive, she can't die" he headed for her ward, "I'm going to see my sister, she's alive" he said right before he collapsed.

Alex woke up and his saw the nurse, his head was aching but he didn't care, "pls, I want to see my sister" he pleased with the nurse, "I can't let you see her, you're very weak" the nurse said calmly, "pls" he said sadly, "I need to see her".

The nurse took him to the room where Rose's body was laid, her body was covered with a white cloth and no part of her body was seen. Alex slowly walked towards the body and he slowly pulled the cloth so he could see her face. He couldn't believe it, his little sister was dead, she was his best friend, he was more of a loner, he had no friends at school, home or anywhere, Rose was his only and best friend, she was his little sister, and now she was gone. "No" he sobbed, "no, you need to come back" he cried as he held her tightly, hugging her, crying, and pleading for her to come back.

Rose was very young, she was only seven years old, her parents didn't wait to bury her, they buried her the next day, they wanted Alex to move on with his life. After the funeral, everyone had gone home, everyone except Alex, his parents and his elder sister, Phoebe. Alex had refused to leave without Rose. "Alex, staying here isn't going to bring Rose back" Phoebe said, "I don't care" Alex said sitting next to Rose's grave, "son, this is madness" Mr Paul said, but Alex didn't mind, "just leave me alone" "let's just leave him, he needs time to heal" Mrs Paul said, "leave him? we can't just leave him here" Phoebe opposed angrily, "she's right" Mr Paul agreed with Phoebe, "he's only fifteen, we can't just leave him at the cemetery all because he's pitiful" Mr Paul added, "he needs time to accept that Rose is dead" Mrs Paul said, "and besides I've had enough, let him mourn her, he's going through a tough time" "and how about us? huh, mum, I've already lost my sister, I don't want to lose my brother too" Phoebe cried, "if you force me to go with you, then you will lose me" Alex said, "fine" Phoebe said angrily and left, with that they left him there. "I don't care what they think" Alex sobbed, "you are coming back" he said to the grave.

"Alex, Alex" she called him as she tapped him to wake up, he slept by Rose's grave till day. "Alex, please wake up, I'm really scared" she cried as she shook him to wake up, Alex slowly woke up, he wondered if Phoebe came to pick him from the cemetery. He opened his eyes and saw no one, "Alex?" a voice called from his back, the voice sounded strange, he quickly turned and found his little sister, "Rose?, oh my God" he exclaimed as he found Rose standing behind him looking very alive.

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