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My Ghost Best Friend
I know you have something better to do than read my life story. But this story I was meaning to let out for a while now but never got the courage to say it. Until my best friend convinced me to. My name is Carla Petersen a Freshman in High School. This is my story…
Chapter 1
It was May 8 2006. I just came back from Basket Ball Practice. I walked into my bedroom and turned my light on. I have no idea why I did because it was 2 in the afternoon and the sun was out. I plopped onto my bed grabbing my phone. Checking my messages. I have no idea why I mean its not like anyone ever does message me. Only my best friend Maria. She’s Native American at first when I saw her I thought she was Mexican. “Carla!” my mother yelled from down the stairs. I don’t see way she even bothers to call me it’s not like I’m gonna go downstairs. Only for dinner. “What?” I yelled. “Someone’s here for you!” she yelled back. Wait what? Who in the world can be here for ME? No one ever came to see ME. I ran down the stairs curious. I saw some guy I never saw in my life before standing in the door way. My mother walked back in the kitchen. “Um Yes?” I asked the mysterious guy. “Hi Carla, remember me?” He asked. “Um” I thought about it for a second. “I’m sorry but I never met you in my life..” I said kinda confused. “James?” He said. James James James? His name ran through my head a million times. “No Sorry” I said about to close the door, but he put his foot in the doorway. “Well can I explain?” He asked I thought about it. “Fine” I said annoyed I walked him up to my room and I sat on the bed. “So what is it?” I asked impatience. “I was your friend in 5th grade?” He said. “Sorry I have a really bad memory. Still don’t remember you.” I said. “Well we always did everything together until I moved away. Now I’m back!” he said with a smile on his face excited. “Ok… its been like I don’t know 5 years? How could you even remember me?” I asked confused. “You were a huge changed in my life. That’s why.” He replied. I chuckled lightly “exactly how again?” I said confused AGAIN. “Well you helped me learn how to ride a bike” he said shrugging. “Oh so I’m a HUGE change in your life because I helped you learn how to ride a bike?” I said laughing. Sorry it was just to funny. He shrugged again. I just shook my head and looked down at the ground then back up. I notice something un usual.. he wasn’t wearing any shoes? What the .. “Why aren’t you wearing any shoes?” I asked confused. He hesitated. Before answering. “Um looks like I should be going” He said just walking out. Without even letting me say ‘Goodbye’ or anything. “wait!” I said I jumped off my bed running down the stairs. I didn’t see him. I ran outside looking down the sidewalk and block nothing. Strange. I walked back inside looking confused and thinking. “Honey did your friend leave?” My mother asked not even bothering to look at me just doing the dishes setting the food on the table. “Yeah..Did you see him walk out?” I asked sitting down at the table. “No honey. But go wash your hands. Don’t want you getting sick now do we?” she said giving me a small kiss on the for head and walking away. I stood up not really caring anymore. By the time it was 8 pm. I forgot about the whole thing with James. I just got out of the shower and was getting ready for bed. Doing my usual thing. It was Friday night and I wasn’t really the type of person to go to parties. I guess I was the nerdy type. Got my work done , good grades , and didn’t have a boyfriend. At my school I was consider a Loser. Which is why my only friend is my friend Maria. I fell asleep while watching a movie on my laptop. The next morning I woke up feeling the sun shine on my eyes. I looked over at the time and when I did I saw James sitting on the side of my bed? I screamed and jumped out of my bed and grab my pillow and ran to the corner. “What the hell! What are you doing in here?! How did you even get in?!! Dude! KNOCK!” I said panicking. He didn’t even think much of it. He just laughed. Looking down and shaking his head. He got up, “I need to talk to you” He said. “Why couldn’t you come over later?? When I’m ready!” I said still mad. “you look fine, just let me talk all you need to do is listen” he said. I hesitated before answering “fine” I sat in the same spot letting him explain. “ When I left, I moved to Chicago and In the summer I graduated 8th grade. I was at my house with a few of my friends and I trusted my friend to make us popcorn. I don’t know why because she’s a really bad cook. Anyways when we were in the middle of watching our movie I fell asleep. I woke up around 4 in the morning and the house was burning. I was able to get out but my friend… He was in there sleeping not even knowing what was happening. So I ran back inside even though my other friends told me not to. I ran inside waking him up. He woke up and I told him to go go! I kept telling him but he refused to leave me. Next thing you know. The house feel apart” He said remembering it I knew he was because he was getting all sad about it. “And And And???!” I said wanting to hear more. “I was the only that didn’t survive” He said. What if he wasn’t the only who didn’t survive? Then What! I talking to a ghost???! What the! I never even believed in ghost!! I couldn’t even speak. I was frozen. After about 5 minutes something finally popped into my mouth. “So if this never happened to you .. you would have never came to see me” I said curious. I mean if I mean so much to him why come now? Why come when your dead? “Im sorry I waited so long” he said. “Now can you leave?” I asked impatience. “will I see you again?” he asked. “I don’t know. You’re the ghost. Not me” I said walking into the bathroom. I was getting dressed brushing my teeth and doing my hair makeup. I walked out of the bathroom. “Hey what do you thi-“ I said walking out of the bathroom thinking he was gonna be there. Of course he wasn’t! I was the one to tell him to leave! No one was there. I looked on the bed , it looked as if someone was sitting there. Him. I walked downstairs and made myself pancakes. My mom works on weekends. So it’s just usually me. My dad left me at the age of 4. I walked to starbucks. Listening to my music. I was sitting there alone. “Hey There” I looked up. The popular girl. Cindy. Why is she talking to me? I’m not all crazy about her like all the other people. “What?” I said annoyed. I hate it when the popular kids bother me. It gets old. “So Adam” she pointed to a guy I liked since the middle school. She looked at me and smiled. “Wanted to know if you would go to the prom with him?” She asked. I already knew she was lying. I mean that’s her boyfriend! Plus he would never like me. Even if I did say ‘Yes’ I would embarrass myself. “No” I said looking back down. “Aw he’s gonna be sad” she made a sad puppy face to me. I rolled my eyes. “Look I’m tired of you bothering me! I can’t stand it anymore! These people may love you and treat you like a queen but I know for a fact! That I won’t or I never will!” I said mad and I kind a yelled it. I knew I yelled loud enough to catch everyone’s attention in the starbucks. I grabbed my things and before walking out I said “Even if he did ask me, He should be a man and do it his self” I said walking out and slamming the door.
I know you have something better to do than read my life story. But this story I was meaning to let out for a while now but never got the courage to say it. Until my best friend convinced me to. My name is Carla Petersen a Freshman in High School. This is my story…
Chapter 1
It was May 8 2006. I just came back from Basket Ball Practice. I walked into my bedroom and turned my light on. I have no idea why I did because it was 2 in the afternoon and the sun was out. I plopped onto my bed grabbing my phone. Checking my messages. I have no idea why I mean its not like anyone ever does message me. Only my best friend Maria. She’s Native American at first when I saw her I thought she was Mexican. “Carla!” my mother yelled from down the stairs. I don’t see way she even bothers to call me it’s not like I’m gonna go downstairs. Only for dinner. “What?” I yelled. “Someone’s here for you!” she yelled back. Wait what? Who in the world can be here for ME? No one ever came to see ME. I ran down the stairs curious. I saw some guy I never saw in my life before standing in the door way. My mother walked back in the kitchen. “Um Yes?” I asked the mysterious guy. “Hi Carla, remember me?” He asked. “Um” I thought about it for a second. “I’m sorry but I never met you in my life..” I said kinda confused. “James?” He said. James James James? His name ran through my head a million times. “No Sorry” I said about to close the door, but he put his foot in the doorway. “Well can I explain?” He asked I thought about it. “Fine” I said annoyed I walked him up to my room and I sat on the bed. “So what is it?” I asked impatience. “I was your friend in 5th grade?” He said. “Sorry I have a really bad memory. Still don’t remember you.” I said. “Well we always did everything together until I moved away. Now I’m back!” he said with a smile on his face excited. “Ok… its been like I don’t know 5 years? How could you even remember me?” I asked confused. “You were a huge changed in my life. That’s why.” He replied. I chuckled lightly “exactly how again?” I said confused AGAIN. “Well you helped me learn how to ride a bike” he said shrugging. “Oh so I’m a HUGE change in your life because I helped you learn how to ride a bike?” I said laughing. Sorry it was just to funny. He shrugged again. I just shook my head and looked down at the ground then back up. I notice something un usual.. he wasn’t wearing any shoes? What the .. “Why aren’t you wearing any shoes?” I asked confused. He hesitated. Before answering. “Um looks like I should be going” He said just walking out. Without even letting me say ‘Goodbye’ or anything. “wait!” I said I jumped off my bed running down the stairs. I didn’t see him. I ran outside looking down the sidewalk and block nothing. Strange. I walked back inside looking confused and thinking. “Honey did your friend leave?” My mother asked not even bothering to look at me just doing the dishes setting the food on the table. “Yeah..Did you see him walk out?” I asked sitting down at the table. “No honey. But go wash your hands. Don’t want you getting sick now do we?” she said giving me a small kiss on the for head and walking away. I stood up not really caring anymore. By the time it was 8 pm. I forgot about the whole thing with James. I just got out of the shower and was getting ready for bed. Doing my usual thing. It was Friday night and I wasn’t really the type of person to go to parties. I guess I was the nerdy type. Got my work done , good grades , and didn’t have a boyfriend. At my school I was consider a Loser. Which is why my only friend is my friend Maria. I fell asleep while watching a movie on my laptop. The next morning I woke up feeling the sun shine on my eyes. I looked over at the time and when I did I saw James sitting on the side of my bed? I screamed and jumped out of my bed and grab my pillow and ran to the corner. “What the hell! What are you doing in here?! How did you even get in?!! Dude! KNOCK!” I said panicking. He didn’t even think much of it. He just laughed. Looking down and shaking his head. He got up, “I need to talk to you” He said. “Why couldn’t you come over later?? When I’m ready!” I said still mad. “you look fine, just let me talk all you need to do is listen” he said. I hesitated before answering “fine” I sat in the same spot letting him explain. “ When I left, I moved to Chicago and In the summer I graduated 8th grade. I was at my house with a few of my friends and I trusted my friend to make us popcorn. I don’t know why because she’s a really bad cook. Anyways when we were in the middle of watching our movie I fell asleep. I woke up around 4 in the morning and the house was burning. I was able to get out but my friend… He was in there sleeping not even knowing what was happening. So I ran back inside even though my other friends told me not to. I ran inside waking him up. He woke up and I told him to go go! I kept telling him but he refused to leave me. Next thing you know. The house feel apart” He said remembering it I knew he was because he was getting all sad about it. “And And And???!” I said wanting to hear more. “I was the only that didn’t survive” He said. What if he wasn’t the only who didn’t survive? Then What! I talking to a ghost???! What the! I never even believed in ghost!! I couldn’t even speak. I was frozen. After about 5 minutes something finally popped into my mouth. “So if this never happened to you .. you would have never came to see me” I said curious. I mean if I mean so much to him why come now? Why come when your dead? “Im sorry I waited so long” he said. “Now can you leave?” I asked impatience. “will I see you again?” he asked. “I don’t know. You’re the ghost. Not me” I said walking into the bathroom. I was getting dressed brushing my teeth and doing my hair makeup. I walked out of the bathroom. “Hey what do you thi-“ I said walking out of the bathroom thinking he was gonna be there. Of course he wasn’t! I was the one to tell him to leave! No one was there. I looked on the bed , it looked as if someone was sitting there. Him. I walked downstairs and made myself pancakes. My mom works on weekends. So it’s just usually me. My dad left me at the age of 4. I walked to starbucks. Listening to my music. I was sitting there alone. “Hey There” I looked up. The popular girl. Cindy. Why is she talking to me? I’m not all crazy about her like all the other people. “What?” I said annoyed. I hate it when the popular kids bother me. It gets old. “So Adam” she pointed to a guy I liked since the middle school. She looked at me and smiled. “Wanted to know if you would go to the prom with him?” She asked. I already knew she was lying. I mean that’s her boyfriend! Plus he would never like me. Even if I did say ‘Yes’ I would embarrass myself. “No” I said looking back down. “Aw he’s gonna be sad” she made a sad puppy face to me. I rolled my eyes. “Look I’m tired of you bothering me! I can’t stand it anymore! These people may love you and treat you like a queen but I know for a fact! That I won’t or I never will!” I said mad and I kind a yelled it. I knew I yelled loud enough to catch everyone’s attention in the starbucks. I grabbed my things and before walking out I said “Even if he did ask me, He should be a man and do it his self” I said walking out and slamming the door.
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“Shadows of The Dragon” chapter 1
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Zorac my parents said they had finally decided on a name for me they sounded really relieved they had sounded really relieved when they did. A day after that my clan (the shadow clan) was attacked by the chaos clan it scarred me for life. the blood of screaming dying dragons on the rocks on our caves, it was horrific. Bones were crunching. I was huddled up in corner shivering in the cold. I was scared and most of my clan had died. When I thought the battle was over I walked out still shivering I saw a few of my clan still alive. But the chaos clan had won and they had stole everything from my clan including the lives of my parents and brethren.
The shadow clan leader took me in and trained me for 11 years in the arts of battle . Some mornings I wake up trembling my mind reliving that moment of terror. I grew up in a little forest that had lots of caves, large trees and one small bald spot or place with no trees.
I happen to be a rare striped dark dragon or bandit of the sky (what humans call me) I have curved forward horns a large tail with a small blade and large bat like wings covered with pitch black wings my scales a dark gray with pitch black stripes stripes, quad legged medium sized claws on my feet and serrated blades going down my back. I’ve grown up with the clan leader’s real son so basicly my brother whose name is Xuro, he’s a black dragon with large wings and a bone crunching jaw and i’ve seen him in action too one time this raccoon was annoying him so he opened his jaw and snapped down on the raccoon and I heard a crunch and he came back with the raccoon tail hanging out of his mouth I couldn't tell if my adoptive father was proud or really angry.
I am Zorac and this is my story…
“Hurry up zorac” my father roared, coming I growled sleepily I just got up from a long sleep on the hard cold ground. xuro walked passed me “get up sleeping beauty” he chuckled I moaned and got up thinking I am pretty beautiful. Xuro is the kind person who laughs at his own jokes and makes up really stupid jokes like: “knock” “who’s there” “banana” “banana who” knock knock” “who’s there” “banana” “banana who”
knock knock” “who’s there” “banana” “banana who” knock knock” “who’s there” “banana” “banana who” “knock knock” “who’s there” “orange” “orange who” “orange you glad I didn’t say banana” “YES!!!!!! I would roar charging off in a mini rampage. but don’t get me wrong xuro is the best brother you could ever have.
“HURRY UP” my father roared again I groaned and got up and walked over to where my father slept I need to show you and xuro something he growled. I was hoping that he was showing me breakfast but it wasn’t. It was a large piece of parchment that was covered with drawings of three dragons. What is it I thought still staring at it.
It was almost like my father read my mind “it’s a prophecy”he mumbled “I think at least” he reassured. “i’m hungry, Can I have some food now” xuro groaned I glanced at him grinning “you’re always hungry” I said cheerfully “no” he snapped “yeah I guess you’re right” I said sarcastically “yes xuro, you can have some food” my father answered “and zorac stop picking on your brother” my father added “ok” I answered “well, we should probably roll up the parchment and bring it back to camp” my father commented “we’ll have warac have a look at it” I continued. We started to walk back to camp when “stop” my father grumbled peering around “I heard something” he continued “I didn’t hear anything” I uttered “it was rustling in the leaves” my father whispered “I still don’t hear anything” I said speaking up a little “zorac shut up, I heard it too” xuro scowled “g-guys” I shuddered “l-look I pointed out there was a pair of were two glistening gold eyes in the bushes.
“whose eyes are those” I shuddered, a large dragon came out, with blades covering it, three blades covered its arm’s, blades going down its back, blades on its tail and on its head “put it back” it growled with a deep, calm and silent tone “are you a boy or a girl” xuro questioned “male. now put it back” he growled “put back what” I continued “that” he gestured toward the parchment “now put it back” he threatened “ok ok” xuro wailed I gave him a look saying this guy isn’t scary ,the guy looked at me “you don’t think I
’m scary” he said “how’d you kn-” “trust me I know things” he interrupted “I but what how” I sputtered “what’s your name” I questioned “now put it back and we’ll pretend none of this ever happened “ he reminisced “ I said what’s your name” I said angrily, he looked at me and walked away.
“ your father was right,it is a prophecy, and you and xuro are apart of it and the dragon you met on the way here, is too” warac said in a old wispy voice "why us” I asked “I don’t know why do you expect me to know” worac blabbered “uhh no comment” I said “and his name as you asked is exterminator well that what he goes by at least and what he is, is either really wise or really crazy so go and find him and tell him what I told you go now” warac snapped “alright” I growled “come on xuro” I said “do I have to” xuro whined I look at him through the corner of my eye “yes” I growled again “great” xuro muttered “wait” worac said right before we were about to leave “this is only half of the prophecy the other half who knows where” “so we should probably start our search now” my father answered.
“Shadows of The Dragon” chapter 1
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Zorac my parents said they had finally decided on a name for me they sounded really relieved they had sounded really relieved when they did. A day after that my clan (the shadow clan) was attacked by the chaos clan it scarred me for life. the blood of screaming dying dragons on the rocks on our caves, it was horrific. Bones were crunching. I was huddled up in corner shivering in the cold. I was scared and most of my clan had died. When I thought the battle was over I walked out still shivering I saw a few of my clan still alive. But the chaos clan had won and they had stole everything from my clan including the lives of my parents and brethren.
The shadow clan leader took me in and trained me for 11 years in the arts of battle . Some mornings I wake up trembling my mind reliving that moment of terror. I grew up in a little forest that had lots of caves, large trees and one small bald spot or place with no trees.
I happen to be a rare striped dark dragon or bandit of the sky (what humans call me) I have curved forward horns a large tail with a small blade and large bat like wings covered with pitch black wings my scales a dark gray with pitch black stripes stripes, quad legged medium sized claws on my feet and serrated blades going down my back. I’ve grown up with the clan leader’s real son so basicly my brother whose name is Xuro, he’s a black dragon with large wings and a bone crunching jaw and i’ve seen him in action too one time this raccoon was annoying him so he opened his jaw and snapped down on the raccoon and I heard a crunch and he came back with the raccoon tail hanging out of his mouth I couldn't tell if my adoptive father was proud or really angry.
I am Zorac and this is my story…
“Hurry up zorac” my father roared, coming I growled sleepily I just got up from a long sleep on the hard cold ground. xuro walked passed me “get up sleeping beauty” he chuckled I moaned and got up thinking I am pretty beautiful. Xuro is the kind person who laughs at his own jokes and makes up really stupid jokes like: “knock” “who’s there” “banana” “banana who” knock knock” “who’s there” “banana” “banana who”
knock knock” “who’s there” “banana” “banana who” knock knock” “who’s there” “banana” “banana who” “knock knock” “who’s there” “orange” “orange who” “orange you glad I didn’t say banana” “YES!!!!!! I would roar charging off in a mini rampage. but don’t get me wrong xuro is the best brother you could ever have.
“HURRY UP” my father roared again I groaned and got up and walked over to where my father slept I need to show you and xuro something he growled. I was hoping that he was showing me breakfast but it wasn’t. It was a large piece of parchment that was covered with drawings of three dragons. What is it I thought still staring at it.
It was almost like my father read my mind “it’s a prophecy”he mumbled “I think at least” he reassured. “i’m hungry, Can I have some food now” xuro groaned I glanced at him grinning “you’re always hungry” I said cheerfully “no” he snapped “yeah I guess you’re right” I said sarcastically “yes xuro, you can have some food” my father answered “and zorac stop picking on your brother” my father added “ok” I answered “well, we should probably roll up the parchment and bring it back to camp” my father commented “we’ll have warac have a look at it” I continued. We started to walk back to camp when “stop” my father grumbled peering around “I heard something” he continued “I didn’t hear anything” I uttered “it was rustling in the leaves” my father whispered “I still don’t hear anything” I said speaking up a little “zorac shut up, I heard it too” xuro scowled “g-guys” I shuddered “l-look I pointed out there was a pair of were two glistening gold eyes in the bushes.
“whose eyes are those” I shuddered, a large dragon came out, with blades covering it, three blades covered its arm’s, blades going down its back, blades on its tail and on its head “put it back” it growled with a deep, calm and silent tone “are you a boy or a girl” xuro questioned “male. now put it back” he growled “put back what” I continued “that” he gestured toward the parchment “now put it back” he threatened “ok ok” xuro wailed I gave him a look saying this guy isn’t scary ,the guy looked at me “you don’t think I
’m scary” he said “how’d you kn-” “trust me I know things” he interrupted “I but what how” I sputtered “what’s your name” I questioned “now put it back and we’ll pretend none of this ever happened “ he reminisced “ I said what’s your name” I said angrily, he looked at me and walked away.
“ your father was right,it is a prophecy, and you and xuro are apart of it and the dragon you met on the way here, is too” warac said in a old wispy voice "why us” I asked “I don’t know why do you expect me to know” worac blabbered “uhh no comment” I said “and his name as you asked is exterminator well that what he goes by at least and what he is, is either really wise or really crazy so go and find him and tell him what I told you go now” warac snapped “alright” I growled “come on xuro” I said “do I have to” xuro whined I look at him through the corner of my eye “yes” I growled again “great” xuro muttered “wait” worac said right before we were about to leave “this is only half of the prophecy the other half who knows where” “so we should probably start our search now” my father answered.
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