JASMINS POV:
"I'm not really here. I'm not real." He whispered.
"What do you mean your are not real? I can feel you? I can see you?" I exclaimed.
"You won't believe me." Alistair interrupted.
"I will believe you. I promise and a promise is an unbreakable commitment." I giggled.
"Ok, Jasmin... Jazz... I'm not alive. I am your guardian angel."
"What? I don't understand! So you are not really here?" I screeched. A tear rolled quickly, then slowly down my face.
"I died, I could pick who ever I wanted to be their guardian angel and I picked you because you are my sisters Best friend." Alistair said.
"I don't understand! You, yo- you are a dead? Can you please explain to me" My eyes watered and tears began pouring out.
"I am dead. There are two different angels, guardian angels or normal angels. I chose to be your guardian angel but not everyone gets to choose what they want to be." Alistair said in a stuttering voice.
"Why do only some choose? Is that why Tammy couldn't see you? Is that why you saved me?"
"Guardian angels are people who have killed them selves."
