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Sky floated down alleyways and streets to the park.

Cassidy walked along the sidewalk next to her brother. Passing people who saw right through her, except for Aron who stayed protectively close

I wonder if I will find a friend.... Sky wondered as she skipped, her touch on the ground leaving no imprint, not even rustling the leaves on which she passed over.

The siblings walked down an abandoned alley way.
"Aron?" Cassidy murmured to her brother.
"Yeah, Cass?"
She sighed and took his hand. "I miss being alive."

Sky sighed resentfully as she passed children her own age, who didn't even look at her. She knew they couldn't, but it still hurt inside. She sat down on a fallen tree and began to sob silently.

Caleb's eyes were wide as he wandered around the line between where the woods and the park met. Tiredly, he walked to a swing and sat

Sky leaned over, her tears falling and disappearing before they hit the ground.

Caleb walked slowly, straining to hear, unsure what exactly he was hearing

Sky sat up, wiping the tears off her translucent face. She stared at the ground, her arms resting on her legs.

"H-hello?" Caleb asked tentitavely, peeking around the tree

Sky's head spun around, and her red eyes turned to meet his gaze. "H.... hello." she whispered.

Caleb's eyes went wide. "Oh!" the boy gasped in surprise. "You're crying.."

"I'm not." she wiped her eyes. "Are you a ghost, like me?"

He paused by nodded slowly. "Yes, I am... Who are you?"

"....Sky. Who are you? Will you be my friend?"

I'm Caleb" he said with a shy smiled. "Okay." he agreed with a nod.

"Yay!" she shuffled over on the log, and signalled for him to set down next to her.

Caleb slowly moved around the tree and took a seat next to her. "So how did you become... you?"

"Like... dead?"

"Yeah.. that.."

"My father killed me. He beat me like he beat my mother, and left me to die." she said it with almost no emotion, like a passing remark.

"You too?" he asked curiously. "My father was a psychopath. He killed my family and made me kill my mother..."

"Oh. I'm sorry." she frowned. "What's a psycho... thingy?"

"Psycho path? A crazy person."

"Oh." Sky was quiet. "My father might have been one of those."

"Most people are.."

"Most people?"

"Most humans, we all posess the power to be,,

Nicoletta wandered the streets, looking lost and forgotten. She stepped between people, not minding the muttering of how strange she was. She was used to it.

Sadie was sitting in the dark room of one of the shops she used to love. Filled with stud earings and crazy nail polish.