As I lay in bed, I think about my parents, as I often do. I think about how much I miss them and how much I love them. Out of every ghost I've ever seen, not once have I seen my parents. Maybe it's for the best.
As I slowly begin to fall asleep, I smile to myself in secret amusement that my plan worked.
Sometimes I'm at my happiest when I'm asleep. I get to dream of singing freely. Singing for somebody that can hear me sing without being afraid of the dead. Because in my dreams, the dead don't ever come when I call. And I get to dream of him. I've never seen his face before, but I always feel his presence, and for some reason, he feels like home to me. He is the only other person whose soul path song I can play, and it really is a beautiful song.
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I was born in the year 2055 before the Supernatural Act of 2060, so for a while we were allowed to live our lives however we pleased. Just like everybody else. But the day I turned five was the day everything changed for me... The Supernatural Act o...