Time goes by

Short story. 
*screams* I awake in terror trying to get myself together, I realise it was all just a bad dream. A bad dream that felt so real.
But this wasnt a dream it was really happening. The guy I was crushing on knew nothing about me nor did he know my name. This sucked. How could this happen to me. Am I ugly? Am I not good enough? Why did he not know who I was?
As I got up and ready for school, I decided to dress up real nice. I thought maybe he will notice me today.

I went downstairs for breakfast which my mum made, scrambled eggs on toast. Yum. Mum said "Hey darling, ready for school today?" In which I replied "Yes I cant wait." I dont think she heard me because she walked out of the room. My brother was already at the table scoffing down breakfast, he hasnt talked much. I really dont understand why. I said to him "You okay today?" Which he ignored completely. I was like "Fine be like that." I stormed out of the room and slammed the front door shut. I started walking to school. Walked past a guy mowing his lawn, a lady walking her little dog and a bunch of old ladies walking. I thought I must be invisible as no one said 'hi' back. Whats wrong with me today?

I finally get to school and first thing I do is go to the bathroom to check out myself in the mirror. *Bell rings* I run to class to find everyone already in there seats. And there sitting in the back, brown hair, blue eyes, a dazzling smile to make you blush and a great jawline was my I mean the guy that I was inlove with. Clay was his name and he was perfect.
The whole period I sat there staring at his perfection. *Bell rings* 'First period over already' I thought to myself.
The rest of the day I went to class, did my work and stared at him.
The next day, I decided to take my chances and try talk to him. But when I was walking towards him. He walked away real fast as if a ghost was after him. I was confused. So I decided to see where he went. He was with his buddies around the corner. I must have zoned out because I think they called out his name and thats why he ran.
I started getting really stalkerish to a point where I knew where he would be and what time. I mean I couldnt help it. He was perfect. 
The whole thing kind of sucked because I was a loner and had no friends anymore.  They all stopped talking to me as if I died or something.  Maybe a rumour went around about me that I dont know of. I just carried on with my day.

The next day they had an assembly at school and I was planning to try and sit next to him. As I got closer, one of the popular chicks jumped infront of me and sat next to him. So I walked away and sat at the back.
He looked so sad and vulnerable. Where was that smile?
He wasnt smiling anymore. And he started missing class. Where was he going?
One day, I went to his house to follow him. He ended up at a grave yard. I thought to myself. 'Someone close to him must have passed away. That explains everything'
I called out his name but he had headphones in. So I ran up to him and stood beside him. I look at the tombstone and what did I see.

Tory Williams
1992 - 2007
Daughter best friend

I opened my mouth wide as anything. Thats me! I exclaimed. I put my hand on his shoulder to let him know I wasnt dead but he didnt even flinch. Was I really dead?
How did this happen?

I ran home crying. Burst open my front door and my mum is sitting on the couch, tears running down her face, watching home movies of me. I ran up to her, "Mum, Im here" no reply. Nothing!
I break down.
Then my mums friend Sharon comes over and comforts her. 'Its okay,' she says to my mum.
'You didnt know this would happen to her.'
I wanted to find out what happened to me. I needed to know.

Im still in shock about my findings. How did I die? I really needed to know.
I walk in my walk in my brothers room and see him crying on his bed. He was crying angry tears.  He started saying "Why did you have to take her? Why didnt you take me instead?" I tried to comfort him but remembered, he wouldnt feel my presence.
I thought to myself maybe I can go find a psychic because they can feel human presence. I wander around town for the closest one. I walk in. The door doesnt even jingle. The psychic asks "whose there?"
I didnt reply as no one can hear me. But decided to give it a shot. "My names Tory Williams. I think Im dead but dont know how or why. Can you help me?"

In my shock, she answered me back "Take a seat Tory Williams. Ill be right out"
I freaked out. How did she hear me?
She enters the front of her shop and asks me to sit in front of her. Then I had to hold out my hand for her to hold. Which I thought was impossible.
Apparently not.

I felt her grip. It was magical. She told me to close my eyes and she closed hers. She started to sing in her hypnotic tongue. Then she throws her arms back in shock.

"Sweetie, You were murdered" she says.
"Come again" I reply. "How is that possible?"

"I saw the man who did it."

I then ask "Do you know if they caught him"
She then remembers reading an article in the paper about an ongoing murder investigation. "No they didn't" she says.
"You have to go tell my mum. Please."

"Will she believe me?" She asks. "You can still try!" I reply.

We race down to my house. Well I had to tell her where I lived because she couldnt exactly follow me. And knocked on my door.

"Mrs. Williams, are you home?"
My mum opens the door and see the psychic. "Yes, what do you want?"

"Dont panic." She says "I'm here about Tory."
My mum slams the door. To which the psychic shouts out "I know what happened to her and who killed her".

My mum opens the door slowly,  tears running down her face. "Come in," she says.

"Please, have a seat!" She offers the psychic a cup of tea or coffee.
She answeres with a sweet no.
"I must tell you what happened".

This is the story of how I Tory Williams got murdered.

"I had just finished school and was on my way home. I was walking slower than normal. Out of the blue, Clay the boy I was crushing on bumped into me around the corner. We shared a brief moment staring at eachother. We both apologised. And then we both smiled. He asked my name and I replied "Tory" and he answered back saying "Thats a Beautiful name. My names ... " "Clay" i shouted. Oops! He looks at me funny. Well least you know my name. He asked me where I was heading. "Home" I said.
"Come to the Out of the Blue cafe."
So I did.

Little did I know things were about to go extremly wrong.
Never thought anything like this would happen.

So we went to cafe, shared a milkshake and talked about ourselves. This was blossoming into a great friendship I thought to myself.

We went our separate ways. Little did I know there was a killer lurking in the shadows of the alley I was walking past. Waiting for his next victim. Me!
It had to be me. I just had my first ever date (i think it was) and now my life was about to end.

He grabbed me quickly. Before i could even open my eyes. Time goes by so fast. I wake up in an old van. It was dark outside.  Crickets chirping. Twigs snapping. I can hear a faint shovel in the distance. Smashing into the cold ground. 

Im freaking out by this point. Whats going to happen to me?

I hear his footsteps walking back to the van. I freak even more. I try to scream but the rag tied around my mouth prevented me from doing so. 
He pulled my hair and pulled it so hard that chunks of skin came out of my head. He then dragged me out into the woods where we were.
The moonlight shone through the trees and thats when I saw his face. The guy who killed me.
My father!!