The girl who helped me live ...... Story of tristan.

THIS BOOK IS DEDICATED TO THE WONDERFUL LILIANCARMINE :

THIS IS THE STORY OF TRISTAN, BEFORE HE WAS TO MEET THE GIRL OF HIS DREAMS AND WHO'S LIFE MADE A DRAMATIC BUT 'SWELL' CHANGE FOR HIM , HOPE YOU ENJOY IT LILY :)

Chapter one :     HOME GROUND.

80 years on and I'm still not quite getting the hang of being dead, well.. I'm over the being dead part , I've had 80 years experience, its the  'not been able to leave the cemetery' part that I'm just not quite used to , it really bothers me you know , not been able to leave , not been able to see the world outside the cemetery gates  , I mean ... 80 YEARS !  a time like this can really trouble a ghost of seventeen , well , i died at the age of seventeen but its been a much longer timescale than that.

I've always wonder if one day id be able to see the outside, be like a normal 17 year old boy,

i don't keep my hopes though  so i just make do with what i have, which in my book is pretty 'swell'

for a ghost anyway, i have friends

yes ! i have friends you know , like me ...dead and all .

others that are too not able to leave the cemetery , they are many of us alike but the cemetery is sooo big that they are still people that i do not know of i mean they are parts of the cemetery that i do not visit on a daily basis.

I'm always in the back of the cemetery just going about my daily routine , which involves sitting on my tombstone watching the days go past, seeing what songs i can make out of the wind blowing the HUGE  creaking trees or just 'hanging' around with some old friends , some that have been here allot longer than i have ,

the new part of cemetery is  near the front gates , i dont like to go there , theres alot of confused newly ghosts there , ghosts that need time to figure out as why they cannot leave ' that should take them a while'

No one knows why we cannot leave, we do not know as to why we aren't in a 'better' place so to speak,  BUT HEY  we have to 'live' with it (metaphorically speaking)

The old part of the cemetery is located way at the back, surrounded by old beaten tombstones and old  mausoleums , paths disturbed by fallen tress branches, overgrown grass is a haven to rats, crows and other creatures alike,

Definitely  not a place that the caretaker tends to go these days, guess he just has too much time on his hands,

In case your wondering, the caretaker cannot see us , any of us , We don't bother him and he doesnt bother us,

Its a win-win situation,

There is some one who can see us though ........ Old lady violet !

Now there's a name enough to make my body crawl , she looks at us as if we do not belong, evil in her eyes !  , mind ....... i have never spoken to her but her body posture and the way she walks around the cemetery  just gives you an intense feeling,

or maybe its just me ?

Old lady violet visits her husband  Bobby, On a day to day basis.

i know bobby well , nice guy !  he doesn't tend to speak about violet much,

many of us ask him the same question ... Why can violet see us ?

its not often we get a reply, but when we do its just either brushed off by a tender 'shrug' of the shoulders or a deep sigh !

I dont tend to bother him about it as much these days , some things are just better left unsaid.