MAX
While I was running around like crazy, there came a time when I stopped and advised myself:"Come on Max, calm down!" I exclaimed in a calm voice. "You have always come out of all your problems and this will not be the exception."Although of course, being dead I don't think there is a solution. Being the captain of the team had helped me in my personality, since he was always encouraging my friends but this time he was not applying it to me.I raised my face in the way the brave do and headed home again, things were already like that and I had to accept that I was no longer among all my acquaintances.11:00 at night.I kept trying to understand why all these guys were celebrating like this if his best friend had passed away.Maybe most of these guys are out of their minds, I thought.In addition, what I just witnessed was disturbing, the fact that Dalton made that gesture caught my attention, I immediately related that gesture with what had happened to Max, but ...Why would Dalton do it? What does Dalton have to do with Max?I moved away from where he was, because the truth is that boy was scaring me more and more, first in the way he appears and now pointing his fingers at me in the form of a pistol.
I woke up with the hope that everything had been the product of a bad nightmare. I was lying on the floor of Nisha's room; which I found very strange that I was here. I sat back, realizing that it had not been a nightmare but the sad reality. Nisha wasn't in the room, so I went downstairs and into the kitchen, she was there alone, she was throwing the remains of her breakfast in the trash can. She put the plate in the sink and came out, running through me. I felt strange that she had done that. But I followed her anyway, I wanted to see what she did to her.
Ring! Ring!I opened my eyes sleepy and looked at the alarm clock:5:00 amI turned off that damn alarm clock, that horrible sound would not let me rest, also my body had not recovered yet so I thought I would miss the first class to rest a little more.I fell asleep again.Ring! Ring!"But come on, don't you get tired of bothering me every morning?" I yelled at the alarm clock.I saw that it was already 9:00 am.
-Why are you doing this?" Emma adjusts her glasses and looks at me shyly. -What's wrong with it?" I shrugged my shoulders. Outside, sitting on the bench, I watched Daphne pass by in the distance; she was talking to Davis. I narrowed my eyes in her direction as she also paid attention to Emma. "It's just that you defended me from Daphne and she's ..." She cocks her head from side to side. Apparently she's very scared of her "Pretty intense. Especially when someone challenges her."&
"Nisha, Nisha, dear daughter, wake up," I heard talking in the distance.It was mom, she took me by the shoulder shaking it.I open my eyes with a frown and look around me because everything pointed out that it had been a bad nightmareUgh, but what a relief that it was a nightmare. Although it had all seemed so true. I felt that dream too real, that I almost died on the floor as I watched Max approaching, but I still don't understand why I dream or do I have memories with Max? I kept thinking."Mom," I put a hand to my
I stirred in bed over and over again, there was a strange sound that kept me from falling asleep. I opened my eyes sleepily as I tried to figure out what was bothering me. On the bedside table my cell phone was on, apparently someone was calling me. I sat up on the bed with some difficulty and took my phone.I had three missed calls from Loren. A fourth incoming call rang, so I rushed to answer it."Loren, what is it?""Nisha." Breathing. "Where are you?" -breathing.
The lights of the floodlights pointed in all directions, looking for all of us who were in the cemetery. I'm sure the subject behind me is Max, his voice sounded very clear, you could distinguish that tone, but the same nerve that I had would not let me move another inch, I felt like my lips were heavy."You'll be safe here, Nisha," I heard in my ear. It was a paralyzing sensation that kept me from moving. The fear, the fact that a ghost was here was ... terrifying.-Stop there! Hands on your head, get on your knees and don't move." The cops were arresting Davis and two other college boys.
-It's time to get up!"A strange bulge lunged towards my bed, crushing me. I opened my eyes sleepy and grumpy because I was dying of sleep and hated when someone interrupted me."Loren!" I pouted, covering my face with the sheet. "Let me sleep.""Your mom let me pass. It's Sunday and I won't let you stay alone in this house all day. So get up.""I'll stay with Mom. And to be honest I don't want to end up in jail again." I stirred."Nish, I already apologiz