Guys please leave a comment on how I can improve. It's no use if you just sit there silently complaining about this without ever telling me. And then the next chapter comes out, and then you start complaining again. When I'm Gone isn't living up to my expectations, and I really need to know what it's missing. Yes, I'm the author, but I still depend on my readers' feedback to improve.
I wrote this a/n at the beginning because no one ever reads my a/n at the end, which is sad.
Having said that, please enjoy Chapter 12.
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Throughout the entire day, I can hear people making comments about Alisa everywhere I go. The teachers have seen the video, but sadly, Alisa failed to get into any trouble whatsoever.
Her exact words were, "How do you even know that this is me in the video? Do you realise that someone could have edited it? Unless you all can find the other girl in that video and get her to prove that this was real, we had better let this matter slide. I mean, where would we be if this video was actually edited? We wouldn't want false accusations made in this school, would we?"
Just like that, she got out of trouble.
And that is actually a load of sheer genius. Firstly, the girl in the video is me, and I can't prove anything. Secondly, no one can tell that the girl in the video is me, because my face isn't in the video. Thirdly, my voice is just plain unrecognisable. No one at this school knows me anyway. Some people only pity me because of the suffering I went through before I committed suicide, and some think I was just seeking attention... When they are the ones who actually seek attention 25/8. Lastly, Alisa is very convincing and knows how to get on a lot of other people's good sides.
It's like this: Imagine if you were a new teacher at a school, and there was this one student who was just the perfect little angel for the first week of school. And then after that first week, the student basically just transforms into the spawn of Satan. But despite all the shit that student does, you never do anything to the student, in hope that the perfect student you met on the first week of school will come back again, when in reality the "perfect student" was just an act, and in the end, the student can even get away with murder because you keep holding on to that hopeless hope.
Alisa is that student, and "you" are all the people in this school.
But even though the teachers have very reluctantly let Alisa off, pretty much the entire student body hates her now.
Oh, look. There's a heated conversation going on between Alisa's old "squad" and Alisa. Let me just grab a bucket of air popcorn and I'll be on my way over.
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Alisa just sits there writing some notes when the entire squad comes up to her. Some of them are my old friends that I recognise, some are just cool kid wannabes.
"Listen up, if y'all are here to bitch at me, can y'all make it quick? I have studying to do," she says at them in a very bitchy voice.
In one quick move, this girl named Lindsay sweeps all of Alisa's notes of the table.
"Study later," Lindsay snaps, "because we all have something to say to you."
"We are sick and tired of you acting like you own this place. You lie about so many things that it's ridiculous..." they all start to say.
I would have stayed to hear the rest of the conversation, but I'm really not in the mood to hear people say things about Alisa that I already knew a long time ago.
Instead, I run away. I don't know where I'm going, but it's time to explore what exactly I can do as a ghost.
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I run towards the nearest classroom, just to see if people will notice when an unseen force (such as me) opens the door.
I fling the door open, hoping to get some reaction from the class, but instead nobody seems to notice anything.
They all just listen to Mr. I-Have-Half-A-Lung-And-Love-Coughing lecture on and on.
Suddenly, the door opens (which is weird, I swear I just opened it and didn't close it) and Luke Maddens (our school's legendary twelve-toed person) walks into class and says, "Sorry I'm late, I was busy cutting my twelve toenails," which results in the class bursting into peals of laughter.
I start laughing too, but then on his way to his table, Luke walks through me.
What the hell? People can walk through me now? Damn, was I that ignorant to never notice it? Wow. I'm amazed by my own ignorance. Hmm. Maybe I can walk through people, too! I walk over to Mr IHHALALC and try to walk through him.
Instead, my nose hits his hard head.
Oww. Fuck. Dude has a head like a coconut. I'm probably never going to try that again. Damn, my nose hurts. I would probably get a nosebleed, but I don't think I can get one, since I'm a ghost.
Suddenly, Mr IHHALALC turns towards me - and walks straight through me.
Whoa. This is strange. People can walk through me... but I can't walk through them! This is a ghostly injustice!
Suddenly, the best thing I have ever thought of pops into my head.
Can I... possess people?
I guess I could try.
I walk to Luke "Twelve-toed" Maddens and attempt to possess him by concentrating and channeling my energy into his brain.
Wait, what am I even doing? Is this how the hell I even possess people? Can I even possess people? I mean, all this energy channeling is just giving me a damn headache.
Screw this. I'm just gonna go into sloth-mode and go home to sleep. I did this all the time when I was alive especially when I didn't want to do my homework, so why not do it now?
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The ending of this chapter sucks. I'm sorry. Like Kyla, I guess I'm gonna go into sloth-mode too. And I know some of you don't even bother to read my a/n (which is flipping sad all you disloyal readers) so screw it and let's just get to the point.
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