"Everyones past is interesting, no matter how boring it is to them, its always interesting to others because its a story they've never heard before." Vadel smiled.
"At the age of 15... I was murdered..." He says, resuming eye contact. "They killed my entire family.... Letting only my little sister live... Ever since then, I've been a phantom... Along with my brother.... Everyday, we have to see ourselves being killed.... When you die, The last 20 seconds of your life are played over and over again within your head..." He says, holding back tears. "I just can't take it...."
"Thats terrible, why do people do stuff like murder? I don't understand what kind of sick enjoyment they get out of it." She said sorrowfully shaking her head and looking down at the ground. She looked into his eyes seeing that he was holding back tears. She frowned. "Don't cry..."
She smiled, but she felt bad for him. She never met anyone who was in so much emotional pain like herself. She scooted close to him and tried to comfort him.
Oh no, he was talking to someone again. She looked around trying to see someone, but she knew it had to be someone from the spirit realm. Who was it? His brother? His step mom? "Wh-who are you talking to?"
Allen looks up at Vadel "One sec..." He says, and looks back down at the ground. He keeps talking for a while, until he suddenly gets a giant splat of blood on his shirt, and falls over.
Vadel waited for him to be done talking and then screamed when the blood splattered and he fell over. "What's going on! Whoever is there, please stop! There's no need for this!" She screamed. She checked to see if he was awake by shaking him by the shoulders.
What cleaned? She asked herself as he disappeared into thin air. "What the hell is going on!?" She leaned back against the tree hugging her knees and waited for his return.
Vadel had fallen asleep, and gasped in horror at the sight of Allen. "What happened to you are you okay?" She asked frightened knowing something bad happened.
"Allen, I'm worried about you, please don't get yourself into trouble, I would dread the rest of my life if you died, or if something bad happened to you." She looked into his eyes being very sincere.