4 I'm seeing ghosts...........

Bethany rushed out of Eric's house in tears. I ran to catch up with her. She started across the street, a car was coming at full speed no way was it gonna be able to stop in time. I pulled her by her arm and pulled her into a tight hug. No way I was gonna lose another person dear to my heart. Bethany cried as the car zoomed past us and crashed into another. I went to grab my phone to call for an ambulance. I handed the phone to Bethany to make the call, I couldn't believe what I was seeing... There were ghosts flying out of the bodies at the scene of the crash.

"Bethany...is it just me or do you see ghosts too?" Bethany had just finished the call and looked at me like I was insane.

"What? Are you okay? I don't see ghosts." I looked at the scene as the ambulance came. The ghosts were staring at their lifeless bodies. I couldn't see the ghost of two people, the children.

"They died! Only the kids are alive! Help the kids first!" I yelled to the paramedics. The paramedics looked at me like I was insane, but checked the kids first anyways. Once they sent the patients away a paramedic stayed behind and came towards me.

"How did you know the kids were alive and the parents weren't?" I knew that the paramedics wouldn't believe me but, I told him anyway.

"I saw their ghosts. I wasn't able to see the kid's ghost though. So I assumed they were alive." The paramedic looked at me like I was a crazy person.

"Haha, nice joke. Please tell us the truth." I looked at him indicating I was serious. The paramedic stopped laughing.

"Oh, you're serious. Well um, okay. Contact the hospital, you'd be useful. Bye... I have to get back to work." Then took the last ambulance and drove away.

"Well... he thinks you're crazy." Bethany wiped her tears away and chuckled. I almost forgot about the fact that Cynthia was gone.

"Let's go to my house. I want to try something."

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A LONG WALK HOME....

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I was praying that I would still see Cynthia. I walked up the stairs hoping that she didn't go just yet. A pale figure floated around the hall way. I stared at the ghostly figure and soon after it was as if the ghost was peering into my soul.

"Cynthia?!" I couldn't believe my eyes. It was the ghost of Cynthia.

"Yes?" Cynthia talked but I wasn't sure if Bethany could hear this. I looked at the ghost.

"Why did you kill yourself?" Bethany stared at me wondering if I went crazy.

"I couldn't handle the pain anymore. I was bullied in school, but you and mom didn't help much. Dad's death was not my fault! Why am I to blame?! I am tired of it. You know what. I shouldn't have given you the ability to see me. I can't escape life this time." A flood of guilt rushed through my body.

"I- I ....um..." I couldn't believe I was the one of the reasons that she killed herself. She vanished. I looked at Bethany. I was part of the reason she died.... I broke down in tears. Bethany guided me to my room and comforted me as I cried. She didn't yell at me, she stayed with me till I fell asleep.

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I woke up to Bethany talking to my mom.

"What happened to him? Is he okay?" My mom sounded like the caring person she was before dad died. I was glad that she realized her attitude had to change.

"He saw her ghost. He realized that your treatment to her and his treatment was part of what drove her to her death." My mom broke down in tears.

"I never meant to be mean, I didn't realize it was hurting her. She never talked to me like we used to." I sat up.

"It's okay... I was part of it, mom... Thank you, Bethany, for being here. For being Cynthia's best friend and trying to help her. That's why I like you." Bethany looked at me as her cheeks reddened. My mom chuckled. At least they were not crying anymore.