Ghost

One

  If I would have known that me going on that stupid date with Ryan would mean that I would never see him again I never would have went. I never would have agreed to go out camping with him. I know that it's wrong of me to think of it as my fault that he was killed by a "animal attack". Sat in the police station waiting for my parents to come and take my out of my misery. It was like being in hell sitting here in this god forsaken place of over weight men that sit in an office all day. Not even attempting to get off their asses to help. Then again when you live in a town with a population of 3,791 people you don't have much to worry about, so they never expected to get a call from a hysterical girl crying about her died boyfriend, but before I get ahead of myself I should get back to when it all started. Fist day of school Junior year when a mysterious new boy stepped foot over the county lines not knowing that once he entered he would never leave, because as much as people would love to leave River Bay they never have the balls to do it. Either their scared or something is holding them here. In the new boys case he would die -be killed- in this town at the age of eighteen.
The girl in this story is me Delwyn Porter and I would be blamed for the murder even though the results were inconclusive. People are always too quick to judge when they see a young girl crying over her bleeding out boyfriend as the paramedics lifted him on the stretcher. Hauling him off without so much as a, "I'm sorry for your loss". Here's the story. His story along with mine. OUR story.