Today my mom got me tickets to the local butterfly convention, in downtown, Pottsville, VA. It’s about two hours from my house but it is worth is. “Thank you so much, mom.” I say over the phone.“You are so welcome. Now you need to meet Jason, at the info desk, for you walk through.” Says my dad. “He is going to go everywhere with you for the next two days. Okay?”“Yes dad.” I knew there was a reason why they got me these, it’s a blind date. “Wait dad, Is this a blind date?” I ask even though I know the answer already.“Sweetie why would we do that?” my mother asks which tells me it is.“Can you just tell me the truth?” I snap hanging up the phone. I walk inside to the info desk, just to say that I was there.“Are you Rose?” a cute man asks me. I nod my head. “Oh thank god, I just got here I thought I missed you.” He says laughing, I laugh alone to make the best of this uncomfortable situation. “You’re very pretty, you know that right?” I shake my head and point to my glasses. “Just because you have them doesn’t make you any less beautiful.”“Okay, I’m not trying to be mean or anything, but did my parents put you up to this?” I say. He shakes his head. I wish people would tell me the truth. My parents have a lot of money, and this isn’t the first time they paid someone to go out with me. “Please tell me if they did because I will still do this just so you can get to know me. But they have done something like this before. So it won’t hurt my feelings.”“They offered to pay me, but I said no because I wouldn’t want to do that to my child, I would want them to find someone without my money’s help.” He snaps.“Oh my, I am so sorry I didn’t mean to be rude, I’ll just go now.” I go to walk away but he grabs my hand and pulls me back to my spot.“I didn’t mean for that to come out the way it did, I just know how it feels when money is used to find happiness.” He says looking away. “I was in love at one point but my parents were paying her to stay with me, but when they died she left me the day after wards.” I get up on my tip toes and kiss his lips, my first kiss. He wraps his arms around my waist and I wrap my arms around his neck. After a few minutes we pull away.“I am so sorry I don’t know what got ahold of me.” I say blushing.“If is fine. I have never been kissed like that before and it was great. Thank you for doing that, but know I have to take you out to eat to try and pay you back for doing that for me.” He rambles on. I just put a finger up to his lips.“If you were trying to ask me out I would love to go get something out to eat.” Then I remember where we are. “After this please?” I ask nicely. He nods, “You collect beautifies to?” I ask looking around.“No, but I would love to learn more about them. So lead the way.” He says bowing like I am a queen or something.“Okay,” I grab his hand and pull him toward the first stand. That is how the rest of the day went until about five or six when he was finally saying that he was hungry. So we went to Bods crab shack and got something to eat. When my mom called I sent it to voicemail because I didn’t want to talk to her.“Who was that?” he asks looking up from the menu,“My mother,” I say looking up at him. “She’s most likely calling to find out if we hit it off.” I say shrugging.“You should talk to her more because one day you won’t have them.” Right after he says that my mom calls again. “Answer it I don’t mind.” I answer it.“What’s up mom?” I ask“Your dad…” she sobs.“What about daddy?” I ask probably looking scared because Jason gets up and comes over to myside to hold me.“He’s in the hospitable” she says“Which one?” I ask not letting her finish.“Phil’s hospitable” she says sobbing.“I’m on my way.” I say hanging up the phone. I turn to face Jason. “I need a ride.” I say he nods placing a tip on the table and walking me to the door. “I might lose him. I can’t lose him.” I sob. He starts driving. “Phil’s Hospitable” I say.“I kind of figured that from what you have been saying.” He says rubbing my hand. “It’ll be alright.” He says taking his hand away to drive.“I am so sorry I would understand if you just dropped me off and never came back.” He shakes his head.“No I won’t do that for one. For two I want to meet the ones who gave me you.” He says smiling. “Also I want to go back there to the beautify thing just to see that beautiful smile.” He says trying to chare me up. “Come on I want to see that smile.” He says as we pull into a parking spot. “Alright” he says getting out and coming over to myside. He pulls me out and pulls me into a hug and I start crying even more. “Come let’s go.” He pulls me inside the old hospitable. “Here to see Kevin Link.” The nurse says he is in room 12. As we are walking into room 12 I see my father on the bed fighting for his life.“Daddy,” I say running over to him. “Please don’t leave me, I still need you.” I say hoping to get something back. “I love you.” I say with tears in my eyes, “I know I haven’t been the greatest child lately and I haven’t said that I love you but I do.” And he flat lines. “No” I yell sobbing. Jason comes over to me and pulls me into his arms. “I am so sorry this isn’t how you wanted this to turn out. It’s all my fault. I wish I said I love you more.” I sob.1 Week and three dates Later.“Wow I can’t believe my dad is really gone.” I say as we drive to Ohio to bury him. “Mom are you okay?” I ask looking in the back seat and seeing she is zoned out I turn back around. “I hope she will be okay.”“Sweetie, she will be.” Jason says.

As Kelly and I up the stairs to my new apartment, I notice that the apartment next to mine has DO NOT ENTER tap all over the door. Why would they put that up on the door? I just keep walk into my apartment. I hear Kelly gasp, “Wow I like your new place.” She says. She walks back toward my room “There’s three room? Your job must be really good since you don’t need a roommate.” She says putting one of the last two boxes, in the living room. “What are you doing again?” she asks walking into the room I was in.

“I am a writer. You know this.” I say turning to face her. “And I hate how I had to move to be closer to work, but I got a really good price on this place.”

“How much of a good price?”

“$775 a month.” I turn back to my desk.

She gasps again. “I didn’t realize the time. Mom’s going to kill me if I don’t get home soon.” She hugs me from behind. “I will call you when I get home. I love you sissy. Bye.” She runs out the door. Well now it’s just me. I start unpacking my writing room.  There was a loud sound from the living room. I grab the scissor I had been using and walk out toward the living room and see no one is there. I notice one of the boxes on the floor. Wow sometimes I could be pardoned sometimes. Turn and walk back to the room I was working in. It took a good three more hours to unpack the whole room. Wow it really does get dark early, well at least my bed is already set up. I walk into my room and see it isn’t set up. “Fuck.” I say. Well it looks like I am on the floor tonight. I get my pillow and blanket. I set up a make shift bed on the floor. As I start to fall asleep something falls in the next room. I get up to check what it is and I see a little boy in the room. “Who are you and how did you get in here?” I ask.

“You can see me?” the little boy asks. The boy looks like he can be seven years old. With dark blue eyes and reddish hair.

“Yeah can’t everyone see you?” I ask. He shakes his head no. “Why not?”

“Because I am dead.” He says and he disappeared. “no one’s ever seen me before. Expertly not a pregnant one.” He says

“I’m not Pregnant. I can’t be.” This ghost is being really rude.

“Yes you are. I can smell it on you. And I can heart its heart beat.” He says reappearing “And telling by the look of you are more than three months. Well I will see you later.” He says disappearing again.

“Why do you keep doing that?” I yell.

“Will you shut it down there. People are trying to sleep.” Someone yells from upstairs. Well I am going to have to research this place and find out what happen to the little boy. I lay back down and close my eyes but I can’t sleep because someone’s staring at me. So I roll over and see the little boy really close to my face.

“What’s your name?” I ask trying to find out something about him.

“mama always told me not to talk to strangers.” He says.

“How long have you been dead?” I ask

“About fourteen years.” He says if he seven then that would put him at 21 years old. The same age as me. “Now go to sleep before I make you.” He says disappearing again. I do as he says for fear that he will hurt me if I don’t. When I wake up, I text Kelly, ‘Kelly, something is so wrong with this apartment. I think it is haunted.’

‘Your joking right it can’t be haunted. There’s no such thing as ghosts.’ She texts back.

‘I wish I was joking…but I am not joking.’ I text back getting pissed off.

‘come on Jessie. I know your joking.’ she texts back

‘NO… I am not’ I text back

‘what can I do?’ she texts back; the thing is I know she ain’t believing me but I will go with it just to get her to do what I need her to do.

‘it’s a little kid about the age of seven and I need you to look up a death about fourteen years ago.” I text her.

‘Alright.’

‘Call me when you get the info’

‘Okay.’ I start trying to figure out more about the little boy in my apartment. I first search the address. 224 Southwest St, Apt. B. Blanket high, Ocean. I put into googles search. A new paper article comes up from seven years ago about a reopening. Why would they need to be reopening? I click on the article, Jay’s Apartments reopening after a very triatic death. What the hell is going on around here? I skim through it and see nothing of a seven-year-old boy in. So I close the page and start looking at some other one. When I can to the fifth one it read Seven-year-old Samul Jackson was found here in this apartment build that has been empty since the owner passed away. So his name is Samul Jackson? “Samul? Are you here?” I say I hear a faint

“yes. How do you know my name?”

“My name is Jessie Jackson,” I say back.

“Like my twin sister?” I nod my head. “You’re so old though. It’s still 2002.” He says

“No it’s 2016 and I am 21 and you would be 21 as well.” I say as the tear fell. Just like the first time I found out my brother was missing and when they told us they found him dead, in the big city, and from that day on I found writing as my best friend. “Do you remember Kelly?” I ask. She is only three years behind us.

“Yes I do.” He says back a little loader than last time.

“She was here with me yesterday. Helping me move into this place.” Just then it hits me again he said I was pregnant. “Am I really pregnant?” I ask.

“Yes you are. Who is the father?” the tears come even more. “Did I say something to upset you?” I shake my head.

“He Dead Last Month.” I say putting a head over my belly. “Now I have something his family is going to try and take away from me.” I start sobbing.

“NOOOOOOOO” he screams, “I don’t want to.” He says getting really mad. “She is my sister! That’s why she can see me.” He says again. “Fine.” There a gust of wind “I will see you tonight.” And then he was gone. I called my doctor and made appointment to see her. The earliest they could get me in was at 10:30 am and I took it. It is now 7:30 am it takes about two hours to get there from here so I need to leave very soon. As I am in the car I start thinking about some of the past things me and him used to do. I think I am going to write about them and make it into a novel. I start thinking of how I was going to do that. Time went by a lot faster than I thought it would, so I stopped down the street from my doctor’s office and got me something to eat. As I am sitting in the doctor’s office I start writing in my little notebook of things I want to write about. Like the time me and him went fishing when we were five years old. Dad finally thought we were old enough to sit still for a long time. Well looking back, he was wrong, but it was still fun. We were getting ready and I thought it would be a good idea to bring my favorite book with us so I could read to the fish. Our dad didn’t know that I brought the book and so when we got there Samul took my bag away from me, because I made him mad, and though it into the water. “Jessie” the nurse calls pulling me out of my thoughts. I get up and follow her doing as she asked me to. “room three is the room we have saved for you.” She tells me. I walk back to room three and sit on the table. “The doctor will be with you in a minute.”