Chapter Eight:Remember

798 21 3
                                    

I loved being a ghost. Sure, I miss my old life, but being a ghost is peaceful. Sometimes. It was quite annoying as well.

For example? The Box Ghost. That blue skinned ghost drives me insane. Yelling out 'I'm the Box Ghost!' and 'Beware!' Wasn't really helpful to get rid of a headache.

I decided to think on important matters. Like, my passion. My passion was for me to become famous. For everyone to remember my name.

Remember. That's a good song title.

I went to my recording room in my 'lair'. I sat on the piano and began to think about my human life.

I thought about Anthony. That traitor.

I played a few keys on the piano.

It was, it was September.

Anthony and I had began dating in September.

Winds blow, the dead leaves fall.

To you I did surrender

I gave my heart to him. And he took it. Only to throw it away in a fire pit.

Two weeks, you didn't call.

I remember those horrible two weeks without the 'love of my life'. I'm glad I will stay single. Until I find the right guy at least.

Your life goes on without me.

My life a losing game.

I suddenly felt happy. I didn't need Anthony. I'm my own independent woman.

But you should, you should not doubt me.

Everyone will remember my name.

Oh Ember! You will remember!
Ember! One thing remains!
Ember! So warm and tender!
You will remember my name.

I began to sing.

Your heart, your heart has rendered.
Your loss! Now bare the shame.
Like dead leaves in cold December.
Nothing like ashes remain.

Ember! You will remember!
Ember! One thing remains!
Ember! So warm and tender!
You will remember my name!
Yeah! You will remember my name!

I realized the whole time I was writing this song and singing it, I've found my signature song.

The Life of Ember McLainWhere stories live. Discover now