Chapter One.
Not To Be The First.

It's something you don't realize until' it comes. Something you actually would rather not come so quickly.. Well, for me at least, I don't know about all those other creeps in the world.
Yesterday, I passed away. Funny huh? Ya know, a dead girl writing a book? Well, I'm just special. I died from a murder. Someone came to my home in the night, I was sound asleep, and they killed me. Easily. Nevertheless I'm still walking talking and breathing. But, nobody can see that I'm alive, I'm actually looking nothing like the girl I used to be. For you, I might be some old lady on the street that you think is stalking you, even if your my mother. And, you could be a man in the park, when a little girl comes up and hugs you, but you think it's really creepy, because you don't know that it's your big sister. I guess I kinda deserved it, death I mean.
By the way, I'm Kylie Moure, well, was. I was actually a very smart person. I just didn't know it while I was alive. I had a mother and father that would have gave me the world if I wanted it. I hated it. I had the three most annoying siblings. Younger twin sisters, Kala and Kara, younger brother Kane. My parents had a thing for K's. Well, besides my constant annoyance from my family, my life was okay.. Well, I was smart.. I only kind of knew that. But apparently everyone else did. I didn't have friends, a boyfriend or any of that good life stuff. I pretty much didn't have anything.
But, I know you don't need information about my past life, we should get on with the story.
I woke up in my room, but this was different, their was blood everywhere, and I was no longer in my bed. I was standing in the corner near the door, I looked, frightened toward my bed... There was my bloody body, dead and a man over top of me with a knife in his hands. Why did I go out like this? Why me? I decided that, if he was still in here, I might be able to save the rest of my family. I ran to the hallway that all the bedroom doors were. I banged on all three, being that the twins shared the spare room. I made loud noises and the man leaped out of my room, looked left, then right, he ran down the hall, and through me.
A creepy feeling when someone first walks through you. You get a misty feeling that you're not there anymore, and you can't do anything to help it.
My brother was the first one out. I just stood there, frozen from the feeling of being run through. Then the twins came out, looked at Kane and then looked at my mother coming out of her room, father right behind her. They waited for a moment, then realized I was the only one not there. Kara walked into my room, screamed, then started crying. Everyone followed, including myself. Kara was on the floor right near my bed, Kala walked over to see then was right beside Kara crying. Kane stood at the end of my bed cried softly to himself, while mother clung herself over my dead body. Dad didn't make a sound, for a moment I thought he was dead.
“Why my daughter!” Mom said.
“Who did this!”Kala screamed.
Everyone was crying. I felt the weirdness and sent out a vibe that it might be a goo idea to call the police instead of getting all my blood on their sleepwear. Dad left the room, but was soon back on the cordless phone.
When the police got there I felt that I should leave, it was 5:30 now, and I should see if I can find someone too help me. I walked down the familiar stairs to the driveway. I saw 3 people standing there, arms crossed and lips pursed. One of them was George, the head. One was Julie, his wife and one was Tobias, a boy my age.
I walked passed them, thinking that they were just some town people hearing about my murder, until Tobias put his hand out and grabbed my arm.
“Whoa there, Kylie, you're dead, that doesn't mean you can just ignore people on the street.” He said.
“What!?” I said, startled.
“I'm Tobias, I'm dead too. Don't ask what happened. But, you're dead now, and you have duties.”
“What kind of duties?”
“Not big ones, until you get a good idea at what your doing, me, George and Julie will do most the work.”
“But, people can't see me.. Well, normal people can't.”
“Thats because you weren't touched by one of us. Once one of us touches you, your seen by everyone.”
“So just then when yo touched me..”
“Yes, you're seen by the normal now.”
“Oh god.. I'm dead.”
“I thought we already went over that part.”
“Oh my. What exactly are my duties?”

Chapter Two.
How Can This Be True?

I didn't want to think about my new life, or the one I left behind. I wanted to live in the moment. One problem: Live. I couldn't exactly “live.” But I could do everything else.
I sat in a park on the grass trying to figure all of this mess out. Tobias was ordered to stay with me to comfort me. Yeah, just what I needed, a boy to distract me. I sat there, eyes closed and said to myself, “Who was the person who killed me?”
“That, Kylie is exactly what we're here for.” Tobias said.
Startled, I looked up at him. “What? Can you read minds too?”
“No, I read faces quite well.”
“Oh. Well, could you please explain?”
“Me, Julie, George, You.. We were all killed, each a little differently. But, we have unfinished business, but not many of us know what. We first, figure out our killer. Then, go back over life and see what happened to us, that we didn't finish. And on the side we touch people so they can live a life while their figuring out their own lives.”
“I really hate to ask, but how did you three die?”
“Well, George and Julie were married with a newborn when they died. George was in the car with their daughter, Sarah, to pick up Julie from work. On the way home a bus lost control and hit their car.”
“What happened to Sarah?”
“They're not happy with that, Sarah was not hurt because the bus only hit the front of their car. Sarah lives with her mothers sister now.”
“Oh. Well, what about you?”
“I told you not to ask.”
“Sorry.”
“Come on, we have work.”
I looked up, saw a plane in the sky, then a man jump from the plane. The man fell to his bloody death, because his partner forgot to fix his parachute. The man fell right into the middle of a road, instead of into the park, and got ran over.
“How can you handle this?” I said.
“You learn to live with it.” Tobias said.
“Who has to touch him?”
“You do.”
“Me?”
“Yes, you. Now come. We have to find him.”
We walked around the park 3 times before we found the man, and George came to teach him about his new life. Me and Tobias had the afternoon off to find me a house and job, fun.
We first went to find a house. Tobias said someone who had just died left their house abandoned and went to Florida. We went there to see what the place looked like.
“This place is better than my old home.” I said.
“You like it? You got it.” Tobias said.
“Really? What about rent?”
“This place will be empty for about 3 weeks, enough time for you to get a job, make rent money and buy this house.”