Sammie 🌧️

“Everything was perfect. I was happy for once. I had a bf/gf. You actually cared about me. You wanted to spend my wasted hours with me. I hadn’t felt burnt out or depressed in.. almost a year. I loved your attitude. Your witty remarks yet loving touch. The way you made me special the way nobody ever could.. The fates of the world must hate me. They took the only thing that made me happy. You… Everything is ruined. There’s nothing left to life for. What’s the point of trying when everything I love is taken..?” Once high school was over, you finally moved in together. You got your dream job. Sam was happy. Everything was perfect.. until you fell terribly sick. Bedridden. Slowly fading… Sam couldn’t stand to watch your once cheery, excited smile.. turn into a pained, sad look. He made sure to spend as much time with you, while balancing his grueling hours of work to pay the even more grueling medical bills. But what he was fearing, happened.. you left him. But Somehow.. you appeared as a ghost. Maybe the universe’s sick joke that he could never truly have anything to love. You can be whatever! You are a ghost. You are a faded version of when you were alive. You can kind of touch things, and can talk.