Episode 2: Life gives huge surprises!

Few months before graduating, something cool but weird happened to me. On a cool April night, I was getting this dream that felt so real like it already happened to me before. The dream was about me as a beloved, kind, fair regal 17th century Spanish queen that was having a good time dancing the waltz all night long. Then in the gold and marble ballroom with a lot 17th century art like tapestries and statutes, the person that looks exactly to me but it's not me was wearing a very regal purple gown and then made out with a guy, who she was dancing with, having the same the ring as her on his finger. Sadly, I could not see his face because I was looking at his perception of the world not in my past self. The ring was silver with diamonds in the center and gaps in a Celtic style. Then my alarm clock and my pets woke me up, I checked my clock and I was running late. It also showed that today was Friday. I felt I could not get out of bed because I felt there was some pressure from someone. My pets were growling in a protective matter. Minutes later, I started to feel that something was changing inside me.

 I looked in the mirror in my very white room next to my big black computer on the a two floored white work table then I saw my eyes change color to a pale blue color from dark brown. Using my new and different colored eyes, I saw a cute girl with red wavy hair, a little darker skin tone than mine, her age was about 14 years old and she was wearing 1920's attire with a gold locket around her neck. Then I noticed that I could see through her and I realized that she was a ghost. She asked me in a very sweet and cute tone of voice "Hello, I'm Amy. Do you want to play with me?" I screamed my head off because I realized that I was talking to a ghost and also running really late for class. I calmed myself down a little and answered "Hello, I'm Dolores nice to meet you. No, I can't play with you right now because I have school that I am running late for, but later we can." She replied to me "Can I come with you to school?" I replied to her "No, I have to go to school alone." I told my pets this "Can you see her too and I think she is a good ghost." So they smelled her hand then they got more relaxed. She still followed me all the way to school like a stalker. Little did I know my siblings noticed her too.

At first class of the day, but my second class on my schedule because Hillstead High School was on a block schedule, I was rushing, but the bell rang when I got to the grayish white second floor of E Building that also had paint chips on its walls from all the wear  and tear it seemed to be about 50 years old. I tried to sneak into Ms. Peterson's classroom unnoticed, but I was caught by a very annoyed and somewhat angry teacher. Ms. Peterson told me in an angry but very annoyed tone of voice "Do you know why I don't fail you from this class for the 34 times you have been late for this class." I replied with a look of being very sorry and I didn't want to hear it while giving a big sigh then saying this "I know why because I have A plus grades in all of my classes and a lot of extracurriculars." Ms. Peterson replied to me with ordering someone around tone of voice "Yes, your right and get to work." Then Amy had desired to talk even though she knew I had to work, but she seemed like a good ghost all round and I like her for it and she asked me "Wow, your teacher is really bitchy today! What time is lunch?" I wrote on a piece of paper and showed it to her while I finished all of my homework.

My note said "Amy, quiet down a little or I can get busted, for talking in my tutorial class and lunch is at 12:20." Then my teacher grabbed my notebook and asked "Did you finish your work?" I replied to her "Yes, just finished all my work." Then she looked at what I wrote in the notebook then she asked "Who's Amy?" I pointed Amy out to her but she couldn't see her and she yelled at me "You're lying!" I replied angrily "I'm not lying, she is right there. She's right there and she's wearing 1920's attire with a gold locket around her neck. She got even more mad and said "For talking back and lying to me you got detention at lunch break today and here a note for your parents!" After class went to the library for tutorial, Amy said "She was a little bitch for not believing you and giving you detention. I will make her pay for that." I replied to her while sitting on the next to window in the glass library overlooking the Horseshoe or the loading and off loading section that looks like a horseshoe "Yeah, she was being kind of a bitch. I'm usually believed and thanks for the future payback." She answered me "No, problem. It will be fun!"

 At break, I went back to Ms. Peterson's classroom to serve my detention. She ordered me to do this like a drill sergeant. "For your punishment, you will write "I will not lie again." on the white broad until you mean it!" My ghost friend Amy wrote on the white broad with a blue white broad marker that I gave her and she wrote this "Dear Ms. Peterson, Dolores was not lying. I do exist! So stop calling her a liar! Amy." She freaked out in seconds of seeing the writing and the floating marker and said "Detention is over and sorry."

We left Ms. Peterson's class and we hurried to my next class that was economics. While we were rushing, we were laughing our heads off as we watched it over and over again because I secretly recorded the whole thing on my very light grey video recorder with tons of space that I use for journalism because my dad did something to it that I now I have so much memory, none of my video files get written over by each other and never breaks down. Then I asked her this "I would like to know if you want to tell me. How did you die?" She replied to me "Yes, I will tell you, but I would like some of your lunch. first?" I answered her "You certainly may have some of my lunch." I got to my second and final class of the day with four minutes to spare. In class, we watched a movie about Federal Reserve then we got let out extra early because the teacher had a meeting.

At lunch, we walked to the Horseshoe to wait for my mom, but I got a text and it said "Sweetie, can you go eat by yourself and I'll pick you up in one hour from where you are because I'm stuck in a meeting." Then I got curious about if the legend of the Hillstead Ghost is true or not. I asked Amy "Amy want to go ghost hunting with me before we eat?" Her eyebrows raised in a way that she wants to while saying this "Sounds fearsome! Let's go! What is the legend of the Hillstead Ghost?" I replied to her with a look and tone giving fear of the ghostly unknown "I heard it said by older brother, friends of mine and ghost websites that the second floor A Building is haunted by ghost of a boy who hung himself others say it's a man that was going to be principal of this school, but had a heart attack before starting his first day of work. Every story tells of lockers getting open and closed when no one is there also people of both genders getting touched and groped. Two of my friends, whose a boy and a girl also both named Alex, got groped by this person while walking to class by themselves.

 So, I got my video recorder ready as I walked and Amy floated across the bridge from the upper floor B Building. Inside the upper floor of A Building, we called out to the ghost while I held my video recorder tightly while my eyes changed color again to that death looking pale blue color I told you about earlier. Then we saw a man with very dark skin and blonde with a not so thick French accent in his early 50's and wearing professional 60's attire. We asked him "Are you the ghost that haunts this building and if so why do you grope people?" He replied to us with lustful eyes and tone of voice "Yes, I'm the ghost of the second floor A Building and I grope people because I like feeling their private parts. My name is John Rider and I am going to grope both of you, a ghost girl and a human girl." I told Amy as he was moving closer to us and looking at us with his lustful eyes at our bodies like we were his sex objects he could use to whatever he pleased "Run!"

While running for the hills against this pervert, I held my recorder even tighter then we ran all the way to the Taco Bell that is combined with a Kentucky Fried Chicken in the Lomore Outdoor Shopping Center on the corner of Hillstead Road and Hollybeck Avenue. Before we entered the Taco Bell, I put the video recorder in my purse. Then I bought 6 tacos and 20 hot wings and we found an empty tall table with two tall chairs with some pure luck we found them in this loud and crowded orangey red place due to being lunch hour for everyone from big companies and nearby schools including ours. While we were waiting for our food, I texted my mom that I was a Taco Bell near my high school then I asked Amy "How did you die?" Then she replied to me "I answer that question when we get our food because I don't want you to be tired like you are right now because of your hunger you will possibly fall asleep while I’m telling my story." I got a tray full of tacos and hot wings because I’m the only that can see her and she couldn't grab the tray because it would look like it floating and the other customers would freak out. She starts eating the shadow of Taco Bell's taco and added sauce to it by the same process.

After she finished her first taco and while getting half way through my first taco with a lot of hot salsa dipping into the wax paper and getting a second hot wing, she started her very dreadful story of how she died in a very sad tone of voice. "I was living in New York City with my parents until 1924. On June 14, 1924, my parents died in a train accident then sent to an old smelly girl orphanage called Red Lake School for Girls. The orphanage was run by a headmistress named Ms. Opal. She had black hair, tall  thin as a stick, jacked up teeth and always wearing black. I was treated like a slave there because when my parents died, all the money my family had was taken away from me because I couldn't inherit what was rightfully mine due the fact I am women and it went to my greedy stupid second cousin. I was forced to give up my whole life and be locked away in that orphanage. It wasn't so bad with the other girls around, but when I was alone with Ms. Opal would beat me for no reason. One day when I was alone in my room sleeping in my dirty old bed like always, I felt someone on top of me and touching me in inappropriate places, at that moment I realized that I was getting raped. I opened my eyes and saw Ms. Opal was on top of me. I felt her tongue in my vagina and with her hands she grabbed my breasts ever so softly. It was feeling so good, but I don't want to admit and after an hour of that, she told me to close my eyes then I was floating over my body. The two things I want to know is this: why did she kill me and how did my vagina taste?" I said to her "That really sucks!" She replied "Yeah, but I am free to live my dead life here and I like it." Right after our talk, we got very curious about the letter from my teacher, so we shined it in the light to see through the envelope and it said "Dear Mr. and Mrs. Rosas, I would like to speak to you tomorrow at 8:00am about your daughter's strange behavior today."

Twenty minutes later, my phone rang. It was my mom telling me that she was outside. When I got into my mom's midnight blue X Terra, my mom asked "Hello Sweetie, how was your day today?" I replied with a look of confusion of how my day was today "Hi Mommy, my day was just plain weird and I don't want to talk about right now, but at dinner, I want to." We went home to drop me off because my mom had a meeting in two hours and it's kind of far away.

Hours later at dinner time, my family was all together and eating chile con crane and vegetable beef soup. My dad asked all three of us "How was your day been Sweeties?" I replied with a tone of confusion of today's events and nervousness of the day's events, but built up the courage to say it anyway "Last night, I had a dream, but I felt so real like it happened to me before. The dream I had was about me as a beloved 17th century Spanish queen at a ball, dancing the night away and made out with a guy. Today, I saw and befriended a ghost named Amy that was on my bed. When I was in class, I got detention for lying and back talking, but I wasn't lying about seeing her and even the teacher saw Amy writing on the white broad. I proved the legend of the Hillstead High Ghost was true with my video camera. Mom and Dad, my teacher wants to have a parent-teacher conference tomorrow with you about what happened today."

My dad's tone and look on his face was protective of his young from boys as he freaked out and said "Who's this cabrón, so I can kick his cabrón for making out with you!" I replied to my dad "Sorry dad! I couldn't see his face." Then Sheila spoke up and she said "I heard her talking to Dolores and I could understand it clearly also it sounded like she's a very cute girl, but I could not see her. The last one to speak was Joe and said this "I saw a very cute 1920's girl but  sadly I couldn't hear her." We all wanted to know this and we said loudly to our parents "What is happening to us?"  After hearing our stories of our day and hearing our question, my parents started to look really guilty like that they were hiding something from us. My mom said this "You are all half human half witch hybrids because your father is a witch and I am a human." Then my dad spoke "The things that are happening to you are normal because they are your gifts waking up now. Joe, your gift is seeing the dead and spirits, but can not hear them. Sheila, your gift is to  hear the dead and spirits, but not see them. Dolores, your gift is hearing, seeing and talking to the dead and spirits, but that is not what makes you the most powerful of the three. What makes you Dolores the most powerful is your second gift is being able to have visions of the past, present and future of anyone even yourself like you did last night, but you can call them dreams, if you like." My dad told us "You all are going to live about 5000 years instead of 10,000 years because you are half human and half witch it makes your lives shorter than mine, but longer than your mom's life." We answered my dad "So, let's get this straight, our lifespan is like a time lord lifespan in our favorite British tv show. Did you meet mom the same way you told us" My dad said to us "Yes, that's a good example of your lifespans and yes, I did meet your mother at the radio station like I told you all." We were all relieved that we didn't have to change that memory for another truth and remove it as a lie.

After eating dinner, my parents took us to a wall in our house then I asked dad "Why are we here? It's just a wall." My dad somewhat laughed at my comment "We just made it look like a wall!" Naga slithers into the room after catching a fresh mouse from the front lawn to my dad's hand and each step Niles took he started changing into a very old oak wand, but I could feel that it was a very powerful wand no less. My dad waved his wand then in seconds, a medieval style door with all the fixing like bronze hinges magically appeared before us. Naga changed from a wand to a round silver snake-like key in very old style.

 We entered a room full of portraits being held together by a harmless black vortex with one long red rug from the 14th century to stand on. Then my dad spoke and he said this "The room we are currently in is The Hall of Rosas. Every Rosas is in here from every century even now. Our family line is a long and powerful one." We all went to separate parts of the room to see the portraits of our family. I walked curiously amazed at all pictures of my family's ancestors until I was stopped cold by one picture it felt like I was looking into a mirror expect for the regal 17th century clothing and seating down on a gold throne with jewels to my causal low key 21st century clothing and being standing up as I screamed my head off.  My family came running as they saw me white as a ghost as I pointed at the portrait. My parents said "Relax, Little Peanut! We will explain who she is." I calmed down and my parents answered me by saying this "Dolores, this is your long great grandmother Dolores Anastasia Rosas and she was alive in the 17th century as a beloved 17th century Spanish queen. Dolores, you look just like her." Then my siblings examined me and the big portrait to see if it were true. After ten minutes of carefully looking at the portrait and me, they were shocked at the truth as they said  "Wow, Lolaites! You look a lot like her!" (Lolaites, Little Peanut, Munckin, Sweetie and Little Panqueca  are nicknames that my family calls me) Then I looked at my long great grandmother's pictures a little bit longer as my family went to see our family's picture. I asked myself this "Long Great Grandmother Dolores Anastasia Rosas, please help guide me."

After leaving The Hall of Rosas, I asked my dad "How can Naga do that?" My dad happily replied to me "Forty years ago before I met your mother and I started the tiger sanctuary with your mother, when I was on break from working on a research dig at the Great Pyramid of Giza in Egypt for Ravenwood School of the Magical Arts and Stanford University. I went out for a walk around the Nile and it was early morning before sunrise. I started hearing a someone crying then ten minutes later, I saw a wand crying and I asked the wand "Why are you crying?" The wand replied to me "I'm not crying!" I asked the wand "Then why are there wet stops on the ground?" Then the wand admitted the truth "I was crying because I want to be my old self again a venom-less Egyptian Asp! Some mean men took me from my home in the rocks close to The Temple of Anubis in Zawty or modern day Asyut, Egypt to London, England because they found out that I was the rare venom-less Egyptian Asp and changed me into this powerful but really helpless wand. After they were done with me and succeeded in their greedy plans, they left me here to die in this form."

 I asked the wand with a look of really caring for the wand "That's awful! What is your name? My name is Jose Rosas." The wand replied to me "My name is Naga, but I like being called Niles as well. Nice to meet you." After I took the helpless wand Naga into my temporary apartment in Cairo, I gave Naga some Strawberry and Whipped Cream Boston Cream Cake while he looked at some photos of my family before and asked  "Is this your family and do miss them?" I replied to Naga "Yes, they are my family and I miss them but I know that it will only be a little while. The cake we are eating is mine and my family favorite but it's hard to find here but I have only found this cake in a small bakery west of here because the cake is so popular it makes the ingredients so hard come by. In the States, the cake is a very popular cake that you can get anywhere, but you need to get there early because it gets sold out fast."

 In seconds of giving kindness, I started to see a very ancient  Krokotopia writing on Naga's wooden back "The one that gives kindness to this snake that is a wand will be worthy of using his power and becomes his caretaker for now on." In seconds of reading it, the wand changed back into the snake again and I realized that I am his owner now." When he got home to the States, he bought Naga with him and ever since, I could remember he been with us.

Year later, I became one of that four that can read and write this style of writing, the other three being my eldest son Joe, eldest daughter Sheila and youngest daughter Dolores after my children found a big rock that looked like a tree stump with letter inside of it in the backyard with this language on it and it had water stains like it was sailing in something years later and the words. So I taught my children how to read the letter after they found it.

The very next day, my parents went with me to school for the parent teacher conference. After my parents got their visitor passes, I showed them to the class I got detention in. Then as we entered the classroom my teacher asked us to sit.  Ms. Peterson told my parents this "The reason I called you all here is to talk about Dolores' strange behavior yesterday. I think she needs pills to control her  hallucinations and needs to go to a mental hospital to be checked out as well as you should put her there for her own well being." Right at that moment she said that, my parents saw me trying to control my anger for her at that moment and I looked like I was about to blow my top off like a raging volcano. I wanted to cuss her out and possibly ring her neck. My parents knew that I was perfectly fine and that my powers just woke up yesterday and said this in a very angry tone at her "My daughter is perfectly fine! For college, she's going to a very elite school for very gifted school students like her, not a mental hospital!" After my parents said that, she looked white like the White House and almost peed herself as all three of us left the classroom.

 My dad saw me a little sad at what she said about me and he told me this "Little Peanut, don't be sad about what she said. Some people just don't understand what they can't see." Then my mom spoke "Why not, we get Joe and Sheila out of class and all of us get ice cream on this warm beautiful spring day!" I said with enchanted excitement "Ice cream...ice cream!" My dad answered "I think that's a good idea because it is a warm spring day." My parents and I went to the administration office, my parents asked the administration office front desk for the sign out sheet. My parents signed my siblings and I  out of school then the office's worker called their teachers to send them up.

They were so happy to see us and being able to get out early from school. When we all got into the car to get ice cream then Joey and Sisy asked me "How was your meeting with your teacher?" I replied to Sisy and Joey "Sisy and Joey, mommy and daddy told her off!" My siblings replied to me "That's cool! Aww, I missed it!" No, I recorded it, but you guys need to watch this one first. They replied to with amazement that a teacher go mental "Wow, she'll gone crazy!" Then they saw the recording and said "Go mom and dad!" After driving a little bit, we got to the ice cream. We watched people pass by in our family's car with while I had a vanilla ice cream with the bananas embracing the ice cream and whipped cream on top as a topper of this white Christmas Tree of an ice cream. Right when I got home, I got an idea for my next week's news story title as the ace reporter for the Daily Mustang aka the school newspaper and my story was titled "Legendary School Spook is Real!"

 A month later, I wondered where the class of 2010 was for the Goodbye Rally even my siblings while wearing a Stanford Sweater because I finally got accepted a week ago to that school. I was hoping for months to get into their anthropology and political science program. Then ten minutes later, I got a text from my friend, but I forgot her name because she went to the University of California in Liman. It's an hour away from Los Angeles to learn about agriculture and it said "Dolores, come to the Senior Stage because all of our class is here!" I came with my Stanford Sweater and saw everyone in my graduating year, even my sister and brother then she asked "Did you go straight to the gym before getting here?" I replied to her with regret "Yes, I did!" Then at the Goodbye Walk, a football player named Kevin, who is my friend, grabbed me from behind and carried me on his back after I  made a backward roll in my Stanford Sweater. After the whole senior class got to their seats and I found a seat in the front with pure luck. The head of the rally told us "Turn to the section with all the teachers because there is a little surprise for you all from the school and teachers turn your poster board." We turned to the section that our teachers were in while our teachers flipped the poster board and my whole graduating class were amazed that we are going to England to the Tower of London and going see temples in Mexico.

After all the stresses of exams and knowing that I had all A's in my classes even though, the school grades were late, now it time for some fun at the graduation, but my family was being really slow at taking my siblings and I as we were dressed in our deep green robes because they wanted to take pictures of us in them. While Moncho, Fire and my parents thought Sheila and I looked so cute and Joe looked handsome like we were modeling for them. All three of us were almost late for our graduation at De Zaba College in Cupertino, CA because our school's football field was being remodeled. We saw that everyone was rushing to get lined up for the ceremony like everyone had somewhere to go in the great city of New York City.

Before our class gets to be the personal models for all the people that care about them, it was the time for the speeches and I was shaking, so nervously like I was freezing to death as I walked down the wooden stage to the podium. Right before I made my speech, I gave three deep breaths then I spoke the words that I had been practicing for since late April when I got chosen by my graduating class to speak. The words I said were: "Hello, thank you all for coming! Wow, four years have passed and now, everyone goes their separate ways but never forgot the memories we shared. Those memories are like a butterfly leaving but coming back to see what  we made for the future.

Our class must close one door to open another, so families wish for our class success in finding what we are going to be in the future and the great people we are going to become. Congratulations class of 2010! We did it! All valedictorians please  stand up." I saw my siblings stand up, but even though I was a valedictorian I could not stand up due to being the student class speaker. Then I spoke again and said "All graduating students stand up!" Then it was the most exciting part getting the diploma case and getting to be a little model. After all 250 students including my brother, sister and myself got to be little models and received our diploma case to put our diploma after the ceremony was over, I said with pride in these words from the bottom of my heart "Graduating class of 2010, please you can turn your tassel to left!"

 After the ceremony was over, I got so relaxed that I finished my speech so beautifully then my dad told with his usually blunt but kind and very proud tone of voice "Dolores, you did great in your speech!" He hugged and took pictures of all three of us in our green  robes and said "You all graduated! I'm proud of you all!" All three of us went to the table where our diplomas were laid and saw everyone looked like a herd of cattle trying to get some hay or newborn puppies trying to get milk from their mother.

 After my siblings and I gained our diploma, we went home because there was not going to be a Stay All Night Party this year because of the trip next week. At home with a ton of food at our home party like tamales, chile con crane and other tastes things, my relatives told all three of us as well as gave us money, iPads, flowers and three gifts "Congratulations, Doloritas, Joseph and Sheila! We have gifts for you all and we all put our money together to get these gifts. Use them well. We got you all iPads with magical upgrades like the Internet in a different world because Dolores we knew you needed a small computer for the longest time and you'll need them even more in college. Here some money for college, so don't spend all of it on the first week! The last gift is the special present each of will get a special present. Dolores, your special presents are the Water of Fire and the Spear of Hector. Sheila, the special gift is the Bow of Artemis. Joe, we got for you is the Night of the Spider."

 My special presents are so cool and historically fascinating for a girl who reads folklore and mythology like me. The Water of Fire looks like a clear blue raindrop, but inside has an orangey red liquid fire in it hanging from a copper chain. The Spear of Hector is made of pure gold and I knew it because I tested it to check for sure, but it feels so light and has Ancient Greek writing of the period because I have researched that language as well as very ancient Egyptian with my dad and it said "This spear belongs to Prince Hector of Troy son of King Priam." One day, I tested the lightness and the power on the fence, but I got busted for doing that because I broke one wood plank of the fence with the one handed spear by throwing it perfectly like a knife through butter in the center then had to put a new one in its place.

The night after testing the spear, Joe, Sheila and Cousin Amy woke me up and told me "Dolores, get up we must all meet the Ghost Council because we have the gifts of communicating with the dead." I got up with the desire to go back to bed as I spoke "Alright, I'm up. Let me get ready first and then we'll go." I creeped to the bathroom  to wake myself up and to brush my hair because I didn't want to wake my parents at this very late hour. Ten minutes later, we wrote a note to tell our parents where we are if we got home too late and it said "Dear Mom and Dad, we are going to meet the Ghost Council or a committee where all ghosts and spirits hang out and part of at 2224 Dock Ave because of our powers and they celebrate a party to honor them. We will be back soon don't worry and we have our cellphones. Love Joe, Dolores, Sheila and Cousin Amy."

 Cousin Amy told us as we walked to the nearest door with a knob we could find the laundry room while she touched the door and said a few words, but I don't remember the words at this moment sorry "Turn the knob and open the door." In moments, the other side of our laundry room door showed a nightclub filled with spirits, ghosts, angels and demons having a good time eating, drinking, dancing, talking and laughing the night away. We all heard jazz music bouncing off the walls of this ghostly dance hall then Cousin Amy introduced us to her friend Jed that is a ghost. He seemed very generous by offering us whatever drinks and food we wanted and I could see just by looking at him why Cousin Amy likes his company. He looked like he died in the 1940's during World War 2 by being a bomb raid victim in London, England because of the style of clothing he was wearing and I got read on him with my gift.

Right when he said that, we got very hungry even though it is night time, so we ordered food. I ordered a medium steak with a side of shrimp scampi and a coke, but my brother ordered ribs with root beer and my sister ordered pizza with coke float. Cousin Amy and Jed ate nothing because they weren't very hungry. After eating, Cousin Amy and Jed introduced us to the Ghost Council as they said this to them "The respected Ghost Council these our are friends, who are aware of are ghostly and physically existent, we would like to introduce them to you: this is Dolores, Sheila and Joe." The Ghost Council replied with a very happy tone of voice as if overjoyed that someone of the living can finally understand their stories even though, we have died "Hello Joe, Sheila and Dolores! Welcome make yourselves at home with the other guests! Food and drinks in the house! Mingle with anyone and everyone! Oh, how rude of us not to introduce ourselves.

I'm Ghastly Garçon the head of the Ghost Council and owner of this wonderful establishment. He looked like a floating ball of blue see through gas like ghost with a yellow face and brown, almond shaped eyes, wearing a waiter suit and acting like a high class waiter of this classy establishment.

The second council Ghastly Garçon introduced us was Yuki-onna or snow woman, but she had a look of being a 14 years old and was pale blue lips. While wearing a modern white gothic clothing instead of a kimono like in the legend. The color of her lips has a similar color to my eyes when I'm in my ghost sense mode. Then she spoke with a southern accent as if she was a southern belle as she said this "Hello Ghastly Garçon, Jed and Cousin Amy nice to see you again. Hello, Dolores, Sheila and Joe nice to meet you. I'm Yuki-onna. Welcome!"

The third council member Ghastly Garçon introduced us to the Grim Reaper. He acted so cute with his medium sized head, child sized skeletal body and black cape as he was smiling and waving his scythe around as he said this "Hello, I'm Grim Reaper. Kami! kami! Die! Die!" From the first time I met the Grim Reaper, he looked like a cute version of the grim reaper, so I would call him affectionately "The Cutesy Grim Reaper.", which he hates, but on the other hand, he seemed to be very protective of it. As if he only allows me to call him that like I was a rare flower that he must love and protect for some reason. On one occasion before we left for college and after we graduating high school, everyone in the ghost committee, who became mine and my siblings' friends by this time noticed, a smart ***, rusty brown feathered Fucanglong or a Chinese underworld dragon named Pave called him by the same name I call him just as joke to see how he would reaction and then he used his scythe and showed Pave that he couldn't support someone insulting something precious to him to the point, you could see the wounds from head to toe for two days straight, and everyone now knows that I am the only one that could say without getting beat up.

The  fourth council member Ghastly Garçon introduced us was a Kyūbi-no-kitsune or Nine-tailed fox named James, but five minutes before he introduced us to James, he told us to not be alarmed by his weird relationship with his tail and go with the flow. James said "Hi Ghastly Garçon, Jed, Cousin Amy and hello to your wonderfully interesting human guests. What are their names?" Ghastly Garçon replied to his comment with a very professional matter as he said "These are my friends Sheila, Joe and Dolores." James replied calmly while listening to the jazz music filling the air as he said this "Nice to meet you. I'm James." He had tan fur with black god-like markings on his forehead and back as well as his tails have a mind of their own. Two minutes later, one of his tails played a joke on us by stealing our keys and wallets as he made a distraction by doing the Eiffel Tower with a yoyo.

After a few seconds, all of us felt a lot lighter and realized we just robbed as we saw the tail holding are stuff. When James saw our stuff being held by his tail that seemed to be his favorite of his nine tails because talked to it like he was in love with it as he said this "Nessie, please give back their belongs to our friends it was a funny joke but now it is time to give it back. You will get something good if you do." Then the tail released our belongings from its grip as it said this though it's a cat face mask "I'm sorry for stealing. I was just playing a joke because I like you all. You seem nice." Then James said this to Nessie as he patted, gave fried tofu and kissed his tail like she was his lover "Nessie, thank you for letting go. You are such a sweet silly girl I love even if everyone thinks it is weird. You are such cutie." Then James said this to us in a more straightforward, but friendly and sorry as he said "Sorry, about that. When Nessie really likes people she likes to play harmless tricks on them. She's really a good girl."

Then a girl came out of nowhere and told Ghastly Garçon in a seductive, but flirty tone of voice like he was her lover as she said this while kissing his neck "Sweetie, you forget to introduce me to your friends. Remember I'm a part of the Council too. You cute naughty boy!" Ghastly Garçon replied "Sorry, my love. This is my lovely wife and the final council member Hanako-san and she's the spirit of a young girl from World War 2 and she haunts the school bathrooms to see how humans react when they open the door." Then she said this "Welcome! Nice to meet you. I like you all, so I would like to be friends with you all." All three of us replied honestly "Yes, we would like that."

It was 4 o'clock in the morning in the human world, which was the same time here, my siblings, my cousin and I were getting really tired from all the fun we had here and didn't want to get busted for sneaking out of the house. All four of us said "Good bye." Everyone at the ghostly nightclub said this to us "Sheila, Dolores, Joe and Amy, goodbye and come again!" We sneak back to our home in the human world and grabbed and destroyed the note from the fridge because Amy used her ghostly powers to go through walls and saw they were fast asleep. We sneak into our beds and fell asleep to make it look like we were asleep all night like nothing happened.

One week later on Friday the 25th of June, Sheila, Joe and I were going with our class on the trip to England and Mexico. The night before, I was stuffing my travel case full of things I need for a trip. I looked at the itinerary and room number that I got from the teachers  two days earlier by the mail that my sister picked up while I was dealing with a suitcase that wouldn't close until my pets and I body slammed it shut. Few hours later, at the airport my dad gave all three our passports to Joe for safekeeping before we got to the line to check in and the long and the annoy security checks lines sometimes I wish it was the good old days that about 30 minutes to get on the plane but now it takes three hours to do all this lame stuff that seems like a ride at Disneyland or seems like you been there all day. My parents gave us some money and gave the cross with their hands then said "Tenias cuidado! Be careful and don't spend it all at once. Te quiero mucho! Call in the morning, in the afternoon, before you go to sleep, when you land, leave from England to Mexico and back to the USA from Mexico." We replied in happiness about doting us and the money "Yes, we will and we'll be careful! We will not spend it all."

 After going through the lame security checks, I started getting the feeling that there was a little stowaway in one of our bags but it felt like I knew the person that was in Joe's black rolling travel case because my eyes turned pale blue again. While we were eating some Burger King in front of our grey looking gate, my gift revealed that it was my friend Amy that also became my new distant cousin because my parents allowed her to live with us as our cousin and family's ghost when we got our powers. Sheila and Joe was happy to see that Cousin Amy was coming with us because they were missing her because little did I know they had a romantic crush on her and on each other. Right before we got on the plane, we all looked at our tickets and saw that the tickets that were given by the school's all night committee by mail after paying your fee were first class tickets now that's where most of our money went to.

When we were on the plane, I saw all my friends in the long white with a blue strip on the inside. I was sitting in the window seat next to  Jamie on the left side. She went to UC Berkeley for zoology after graduation. When were flying on the plane to England, nothing interesting happened until someone vomited the row before us right after we got into some turbulence then landed in my basketball playing friend named Tessa's hair right behind her then I started feeling like vomiting because I have a weak stomach for vomit but I grabbed my old and useful blue sweater and I put my sweater over on my head.

  After the vomit was cleaned up, I started to notice on the Global Positioning System that the plane was flying in circles like it lost it sense of direction. The plane crew told everyone on the plane that we need to stop in Oklahoma City, Oklahoma. In Oklahoma City, the flight crew wouldn't let us leave the plane to stay in the airport due some protocols. Three hours later, a lot of people including myself were getting very bored. Some were angry about no food or drinks and a lot of babies were crying to the point I was getting a bad headache that wouldn't stop. An hour later, we finally made it to New York City and    all of us missed our plane to England by an hour. One of the teachers was able to persuade the airline to pay for our hotel and our tickets for the next flight tomorrow afternoon. My siblings and I called our parents, so they didn't get worried "Hi Dad and Mom, we're fine just stuck in New York because the airline made us miss our flight and we are going to the hotel. Adios Dad and Mom." My parents replied "That's good that you guys are ok and you had a safe flight. Call us before you guys go to bed."

 When we drove to the hotel, everyone was hungry and tried but there was nothing open. The hotel knew we were coming but found out at the last minute that the hotel did not have enough rooms for more than 100 students due to the summer vacation season. Half of our graduating class had to sleep on the buses that took us to the hotel like my brother. The other half including my sister and I were fortunate enough to sleep in rooms. The teachers handled this problem very well that it didn't become a big fight like very pure savages but used a very fair lottery system by putting mine and partner's name on the piece of paper. My partner was my sister.

After the lottery for room keys, our whole senior class was looking for something to eat then we found a vending machine that looked like a God sent. It became a party at the vending machine with snacks and people happily talking to one another. It was not the most filling meal but it was better than going to bed hungry. After that party, some people like my sister and I bought some more snacks to eat in the room and on the plane then everyone went to bed after an hour long sugar high that some people like myself didn't feel. While we were in our room at about midnight, our brother knocked on the door, so all three of us called our parents at the same time. We told my parents "Hi Dad and Mom, we are fine. We are going to bed." Seconds later my parents asked us "That's good that you guys had a safe car ride and your flight was well. Padie son to all three of you. Benias noches!" After the call was finished, my brother left quickly from our room to recover his place on the couch in the lobby from his friend.

The very next day, everyone was really dowsing from the night before and having to wake up early for a three hour long boring stay to check our bags and passports. Two days later in my hotel room that I was sharing with my sister in England, while watching the news that morning, a new report said that "The flight tower suspected there was a bomb on the plane, forced all planes to stop at the airport and didn’t lit any person off."

Two months later, my parents called us down from watching a movie called Avatar that my brother bought us when he went to the movie rental store on the other side of the block two days earlier in our white stucco game room with a big square black tv with the ability to read VHS, DVD and Blue Ray and a big light blue and white inflatable chair. We rushed downstairs like the wind on a warm summer day at the beach and saw our parents holding many brochures and acceptance letters for magical colleges to learn more professional magic like they were playing cards. They said "All these schools you can go to other than this world's colleges, but all these are the most world renowned magic colleges.

When I glanced carefully at the brochures, I started getting the feeling that I was being drawn to one of the brochures like I'm supposed to be there and the school I got that feeling from was Ravenwood School of the Magical Arts. Then all of us said "We want to go to Ravenwood School of the Magical Arts because it was your school daddy!" They were happy that we were going study magic and become great magical people but a little sad in that they will have to let us go to a whole different world far from the human one that we have called home because they require all students to live on campus even if they live near the school as they said "You guys got accepted and are confirmed to go because your teacher recommend you all!" Little did I know that my parents knew that I was fated to go even without my siblings.

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