What on earth has happened!?
My name is Lucia Simpson. Simpson? That surname I get teased about with in my school the whole time. I'll tell you all about it.
I had a normal life. A boyfriend I genuinely loved for over 8 months, friends I could act stupid with, Being popular in school& ofcourse. Fame through my mom. Well yeah, it doesn't make any difference that I was adopted. She is more of a friend or sister to me than as a mom.
And my dad? I still love him, even though he deceived my mom. The last time I met him was when I was 7. I could hardly figure out what was going on while I was so busy learning over my alphabets and making meaningful sentences. How am I supposed to react when mom would show him his own chats with his girlfriend he was cheating on with? "You're too little to be interfering into this babygirl." Something my mom would say. Little did I know that the reason behind them fighting everyday infront of me could lead to divorce.
I have never delayed my homeworks in school. And about being popular, How did I become?
I wont tell you all of it. But that time when my sworn foe, Greg wrote up an unexpected good song to present near the school for singing competition, was when I replaced my paper with his'!
And eh! What did ya expect? I won, He lost!
No, I am a good girl. I would help my friends. I admit I had murderous thoughts for my enemy. I had far plans for that, But I never attempted them in reality. I still am a good girl. I dont know why I deserved death. Or why is this happening.
My school has all of the richest students in. Rebels, known for their hideous nature and popularity. Their lies seem so genuine you would want to believe them. No one wants to give a damn about their intelligence, though they are the center of the attention. It feels like everything they want happens. A member from the Rebels, Greg. One of my unfortunate charm and my worst mistake. It's that bitter truth that he is the only person who can see me right now.
My life was all so good, until I woke up today from my lifeless body, dead. Honestly, I find myself innocent near these people in my school who deserves to be dead. But hey, It's me .. who's dead!
I am Lucia Simpson, a 16 year old ghost.