The Ritual

Four

"Hi Dad."

"Hey Ari."

"Ari?" I question. My dad normally calls me Polaris, Ashley which he uses when he remembers my mom or is sad, and Aris, a little nickname I go by.

"Yeah, Ari. Like it?" I thought about it for a second and then shook my head. "Nope, sounds too... lets see... Angelic." I say when I found the right word from my so called dictionary. I hear my dad laugh, My dad's the only one left after I came here. Well in Hell he's mu only hope. My only family member. But the rest are either in Heaven or the human world. For example, My mom and Sister are in the human world. We have spirits sent there from me and dad to make sure they're okay and safe.

My dad misses mom so much that he tried to tell one of the spirits to go help mom summon dad. It never worked. My mom's name is Ashley and my sister's name is Aster. My sister was only two months old when I died, which is when I was about fifteen. My sister Aster, is adopted but looks a lot like me and the rest of our family.

"Aris, I got to go right now, someone is summoning me." Dad says from the other side and I nod, even though he won't be able to see. "Okay dad. Tell me all about it when you come back." I say and Dad agrees. I hang up and put my phone back on my desk.