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    There is a way to bring back a loved individual after death. I don't recommend it though, death is final and cheating it always leads to terrible results.
     
    It felt like the short time after I had woken up; it felt as if everything wasn't real and as if you aren't fully awake still. I opened up my eyes and began thinking about the nightmare that I was having.
     
    I found myself standing in the center of what looked like a giant alleyway. I looked around me. A horrible stormed seemed to have just ended. The place was a disaster.
     
    I took a deep breath. An icy chill ran through my throat, into my lungs and down my spine; I shivered. The sky was covered with clouds.
     
    I peered around at my surroundings. I noticed that my senses were overwhelmed; my eyes were seeing everything. My brain though couldn't process all of the information correctly.
     
    I turned my head towards the left where I saw an old brick wall standing. The brick was barely visible; mold and dirt was covering most of the surface. It was evident that once upon a time, this wall may have stood proudly. However, now it was practically rubble.
     
    It was broken and jagged; it was clear that time did not favor this wall.
     
    A rather great vine rose from the concrete sidewalk and curled against this brick wall like a giant claw that was reclaiming. I saw a lifeless body; I think it was Nate's.
     
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    "Don't be scared." A sound whispered.
     
    While crying my eyes out, I replied, "Okay!"
     
    He washed up my tears and kept reassuring me that he would never hurt me. I told him that I thought I remembered who he was.
     
    "Are you Nate from the GUC?"
     
    "GUC? You won't remember me, so stop trying."
     
    "Stop lying, I saw your body right over there."
     
    "How dare you, GHOSTS do not LIE!"
     
    "So explain that body over there."
     
    He looked at me with no fear, anger or excitement on his face. I just saw nothing in his eyes. He had absolutely no emotion in his eyes.
     
    I was more than certain that my face had nothing but fear plastered on it. I felt horribly uncomfortable and I didn't know why. Every bone inside of my body and every thought in my head told me to run. Instead, I was standing still right there.
     
    My body had just stopped responding, it was like I was paralyzed.
     
    "Well, that isn't my body? How are you sure?"
     
    "I am not very sure. I thought it was you because it's the only dead body that I saw here. I just automatically assumed it was yours, I'm sorry!"
     
    "Well make sure you aren't lying because I am beginning to gain my wrath."
     
    "I apologize and I promised to you that I wouldn't repeat it again."
     
    The ghost finally said, "Apology accepted."
     
    "Thanks!"
     
    After mentioning him, I woke up from the nightmare. I began screaming repeatedly as it had been the worst of the nightmares. Thank god, it wasn't real.
     
    The next day I woke up and nothing happened. However, I still felt horribly uncomfortable.
     

Chapter 6
     
    I haven't done anything different than that day. It started off rather normal. I woke up to the incessant buzzing of my alarm clock. I groggily got out of bed and proceeded over to the bathroom to freshen up. After a simple breakfast of eggs and toast, I began drafting a letter to my ex because I was missing him so damn much.
     
     
     
     
     
     
    November 2nd, 2014
     
    New York City
     
    Dear Jared,
     
    I am writing to you because I miss you. I would love to believe it can go on forever, I've grown tired of our silly routines. The sparks have faded and I cannot help but hold myself fully responsible. From the very time I looked through the windows of your giant Manhattan tower, I knew that you were special.
     
    You were different from everyone else and I still to this date, believe that. There's something so desirable and interesting about the way you handle yourself. The things you do when you believe you're truly alone. Watching you is what has kept me here for so