Chapter 1: Ghosty

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(A/N) I WILL CATCH UP I PROMISE. In the meantime, enjoy this chapter.

BBBRRUUNNIIIIINNNG. My eyes shoot open to a loud bang of a bell. "What the hell?!" I jump out of bed. What was that? A...bell? Yeah, I get it's Christmas but...why was it so goddamn loud?...and where did it come from...? I look over at Kalel, to make sure she's safe. Her chest isn't moving up or down. "Kalel?" A bright light shines in my eyes, nearly blinding me. I shut my eyes tightly to block out as much of the rays as I can. Then, in a blink of an eye, the light is gone. What's going on? I peek at what is in front of me. What. The. Actual. Fuck. A girl with long silver hair, with a bright white robe draped around her. Her face is well shaped, and the girl's cheekbones are oddly sticking out farther than they should, if I do say so myself (and I do)Her eyes are nothing but pure white. No pupils, no irises...just, a white light shines. The entire figure is transparent, almost as if it was in the middle of fading. But she stays. I say the the only thing I can think about. "What did you do to Kalel?!" I exclaim. "Hi there," the ghostly figure says, ignoring my question. "And her? She's fine. Just frozen for a bit." "H-how the hell did you get into our house?!" I exclaim. "Listen, I'm here to help you. Your answers were not correct. In your "lingo" you've fucked up." I raise my eyebrow at her, dumbfoundedly. What the fucking hell in the fucking shit is any of this suppose to mean? "Come with me...I can show you what you have done." "Me? I've "done" nothing wrong. Okay? I have a wonderful best friend, an amazing fiancée and great friends...Only good people get good lives...what could I have possibly have done?" "The entire world doesn't revolve around you,  princess." I roll my eyes, my blood starting to boil at the tone in her voice. "I know that, Caspar. You don't seem so friendly," I retort back at her. "Be quiet, I'm here to help you! And this is how you repay me?" "Who the hell are you anyways?" I ask. "The ghost of Christmas past, present and future." "Isn't there suppose to be three of you?" "Budget cuts. I guess you can call me the Ghost of Time or whatever." "Well, either way. I don't believe you," I say, climbing back into bed, trying to forget about this awful nightmare. "Won't you just listen to me?" "Fine, fine. I'll listen, ghosty." She clears her throat, crossing her arms sassily. "Do not call me 'ghosty'," She tells me, her voice jagged like shards of glass. Her arms uncross. "Call me Author. As in, I'm the one who's going to re-write your life to make it better." "Better? what do you mean by fucking "better"?! I love my life! Everyone's happy! I'm happy! What could possibly be better?" I yell, and I grin at the thought. It's all so true though. Everyone I've ever known has been so happy.  "But have you ever looked closely?" "Obviously." I cross my arms, copying her movements. "Oh wow....You're like one of those Russian dolls. Full of yourself." That's it! I don't care if she's a ghost or a girl or whatever! I clench my fist tightly. So tight that it starts turning a white-ish color. "Please Anthony. Trust me," She reaches out her hand. "You don't want chains on you...do you?" "Chains?" I hear a rattling type sound in the distance.

(A/N) I've only seen "A Christmas Carol" once in my life. So if you can't tell, I'm kinda putting a twist on that story. NOTE: I AM ONLY TAKING SMALL THINGS FROM THE STORY. I AM NOT GOING TO TAKE EVERYTHING (Of which some of you have noticed that I accidentally made Kalel's backstory, Yuno's backstory. But I didn't realize that until you guys pointed it out aND I'M REALLY SORRY FOR DOING SO. I THOUGHT IT WAS ORIGINAL BUT I REMEMBERED AND I'M REALLY SORRY AND I'M AWFUL.) Anywho, if you say I get the story "wrong" then I'm just trying to say that I'm not copying word for word so, yeah.

Sorry for the small rant-information-type-thing.

"What the fucking hell in the fucking shit is any of this suppose to mean? -Anthony Padilla 2014" -Me in every class ever

Thanks for reading (I'll also have another chapter up tonight to catch up)

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