A Thanks-Giving for two

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The Jack-O-hellspawn

After the hollow was destroyed, I made a b-line for my body. I gasped of air once i regained my conciousnes consciousness. I woke-up in Kuerva's room and she wasn't there, I looked around her livingroom, and found a note on her couch saying that she had a court case and would be back later. I manage to pull myself together and go outside. I walked past the out-of order elevator and I felt a presence it appeared to be  a recently deceased. I closed my eyes and opened my mind to the sounds of limbo. Alone....I'm scared.....help me.....i'm afraid of the dark......Please....someone.....anyone....I don't wanna be alone in the dark. Whoever, or whatever that was they were in trouble. I only could go out of my body once a day so I had to wait, otherwise my next trip to limbo could possibly sever the bond with my body. But, listen to it! I thought, its scared. fear can turn spirits into hollows! there must be something I can do! I thought for a moment, I can let it know i'm coming to save it, give it something to hope for. I cleared my mind If you can hear me, I (said?) you won't die, i'm an exorcist I can- The spirit became became even more frightened no! levee me alone! I don't wanna pass on yet! don't wanna go yet! no! This was bad, i was just making things worse. I'm not going to hurt you! calm down! I'm not like the others! Just close your eyes and think of your past, forgive yourself and you can pass on. It's not bad its a part of life, you will be alright. I left the area and made it back to my place. I texted Kuerva that I was done. I sat down on my couch and put my headphones on to listen to my music. The first song that started to play was Short Change Hero by The Heavy, love that song. I Hate halloween, Hallows treat it like mating season, it's disgusting.

Reasons Why I hate myself

It seemed that my life couldn't get any worse since it was going to be Halloween soon. Well, I was very wrong. As I was hanging out at the community bbq, (might as well meet people) I accidentally bumped into someone. I started to apologize "Ack! I'm sorry i-" I paused, this person looked familiar "wait, you look familiar, do i know you?" Her eyes widened "Jason!?" i realized who she was, SHE WAS MY SISTERS WIFE! THE LAWYER WHO SCREWED ME OVER!! "Kuerva!? WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE!?" I shouted, in a rage. she looked at me as if she was in pain. "Jason there is no reason for yelling calm down and we can talk elsewhere" CALM DOWN!? YOU EXILE ME FROM MY CHURCH, MAKE MY SISTER DISOWN ME, LEAVE AND NOW YOUR TELLING ME TO CALM DOWN!? YOU RUINED MY LIFE!!! She grabbed my shirt and tried to lead me away from the crowd. I was too angry to let her do that "LET ME GO YOU BI-" Before i could finish kuerva back handed me, hard. "CALM THE FUCK DOWN" she shouted "we clearly have much to talk about." 

We got to her apartment around 12:00pm and apparently she lived in Maplewood Crest (who knew?). She shut the door and turned to face me. "ok no talk." she said as she sat down on her chair "what is it you think i've done." I was angry, but i managed to control my tone "well, you sued me, making me loose my job, turn my own sister against me, then you show up her when i'm finally trying to pick up the pieces. what is your problem!?" "I sued you because of the damage you did to my house before!" Kuerva shouted defensively. I knew what she was talking about, but a hollow attacked her home not me. "THAT WASNT ME!" I protested. Kuerva disregarded me and continued "I didn't turn her against you, you were so caught up in your "job" that you never paid attention to her and when she tried to ask you for help you not only were to busy but if i can quote you: "i don't care sis i've got to much on my plate to worry about you anymore" Wow I thought, she had no idea how wrong she was. "That was after she said that we were done as siblings." I explained to her "I tried to tell her otherwise but at that point i was hurt, and angry" Her expression became a scowl "YOU DIDNT CARE ABOUT HER FROM THAT POINT!!" She shouted. I got mad, she didn't know shit of what i felt. "YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP!" I Yelled back. She looked at me, "Do you know how she was that night?" I wasn't listening, "I CARED FOR HER WHEN THEY DISOWNED HER! BEFORE YOU EVEN CAME AROUND!" She kept yelling, "THE DEPRESSION SHE SPIRALED INTO?..." I was still not listening " I TRUSTED YOU WITH HER!" I shouted. Kuerva was in tears now, "the cuts I had to bandage" that caught my attention "...wat?" I asked. Her tears were in full stream now "the emergency hospital trips i had to make" I was in shock "No...she...she wouldn't." I said shakily. Kuerva started to bawl "the grave i had to watch her buried in" I stood up "YOUR LYING!" I shouted. I couldn't believe it, not my big sister, not her. 

Kuerva got up, and went to her bedroom and came back with a small black chest. "This is all I have left of her," she said as she opened the chest. Inside, it was full of pictures of me, Katie, and Kuerva. Before all of the chaos. I sat there and felt like curling up int a ball and crying. Kuerva dug through the chest, and handed me a white envelope. "she wrote this on the last day" 

I picked up the letter. It was as follows:

Jason
i know you probably never want to see me or hear from me again but i just hope you'll one day 
read this and know you never left my heart i always loved you baby brother you were always there for me and i will always remember that i look forward to seeing you again one day until then live free and be strong. I love you Jason
-Sis


My hand was shaking, this whole time we both just wanted to be forgiven by the other, and i was too afraid, too stupid to call her and make things right. tears streamed down my face. "Oh god... OH GOD WHY!? WHY HER!?" why had god abandoned her? in a rage i stood up, "WHY DID YOU LET HER DIE!? SHE HAD SO MUCH TO LIVE FOR!" Kuerva Kuerva Kuerva Kuerva Kuerva Kuerva Kuerva Kuerva Kuerva Kuerva Kuerva Kuerva Kuerva Kuerva Kuerva Kuerva Kuerva Kuerva Kuerva Kuerva Kuerva Kuerva Kuerva Kuerva Kuerva Kuerva Kuerva Kuerva Kuerva Kuerva Kuerva Kuerva Kuerva Kuerva Kuerva Kuerva Kuerva Kuerva Kuerva Kuerva ALIVE TIME AFTER TIME! I WAS THERE ALL THE TIMES BEFORE!!" I Looked at her "NO NOT YOU" I bawled "HIM" I pointed at the cross sculpture hanging on her wall. Kuerva's expression changed from mad to confused, "What?" she asked, dumbfounded. I looked away, "God controls our deaths, decides when we die" Kuerva looked as if she was going to cry again "He's a god of faith" She said "and she lost it". "No," i said shaking my head "I made Her lose it, and so he punished me." I sat down on her couch, wallowing in my greif. "I.. I tried to make time for her, I really did." I said Kuerva looked at me. "she just didn't see it." I started to cry again Why did this have to happen i mumbled to myself. Kuerva stood up, "look im going to the cookout stay here do what you will but i doubt she'd want us sulking and fighting" she opened the door.

"Your right" I said as i wiped the tears from my face. "besides, your the only family i have left" Kuerva stoped and turned to face me "what?" she asked "you're my sister-in-law right?" i stated. She smiled, "yeah, i guess so" i got up from the couch and walked with her back to the cook-out.

At 117 I'm an Exorcist... Again

The day was unusually normal i got up to go to work and worked my shift. Surprisingly, the man/woman I had seen earlier was working the same shift as me, He looked more like a woman that day and i realized that she was either changing genders, or she was a hermafradite. She and I didn't really talk and so we worked our shifts with only the occasional talk about an order. i left the Karmic Café and started to make my way home. After dealing with that hollow, it felt like i was my old self again. To clear things up, before i moved here i had a job as an exorcist at a methodist church in Delaware county. An exorcist is someone who helped people with removing evil spirits and hollows (monsters that were once souls and eat other souls to gain more power). For a while, I had a good life. My parents supported me and i was seemingly un-seperable from my sister. That changed when my sister met this lawyer. She started to question if what i did was actually real. How could I prove that? It's not like i could give her the ability to see the dead immediately, that would be ridiculous. On top of that, my sister had come out of the closet a year earlier. I was fine with this, (even though i'm a christian, I'm a methodist which is which is one of many subdivisions of christianity that accept homosexuals) But my parents were catholic, and thought she was sinning against god. I tried to convince them otherwise but they wouldn't budge. I know how sins work better than most, and i know one of the biggest one is ignorance, and sadly my parents were strong in that. This not only hurt me but completely ruined our families relationship with each other. Anyway, after a while one of my clients sued me for not doing my job of getting rid of his sons demons (the kid had Autism! not demons you prick!). And My sister's Girlfriend had the nerve to take up the case! She fined me, taking my money and banning me from the church, Forcing me into retirement. As I slowly slipped into depression, My parents died in a car crash. If that wasn't bad enough, my sister blamed me for it. Of course guess who backed her up? The fucking lawyer!! I couldn't take my hellish life, so i left my home town, and ended up here, "Maplewood Crest". After i finished reflecting, I started to take the elevator up to the second floor (the stairs were being cleaned). I arrived, and walked into apartment 117, my home. I stopped and looked at my hands. I need new tattoos I thought. An exorcist has tattoos of bible passages and crosses so they can use them for sealing and attacks on hollows and such. once you retire, your tattoos disappear, as you no longer need them. I went to a tattoo store and met this guy, who gee me a Matthew 6:9-13. I only needed one tattoo for enough power to create my own, so i wouldn't be noticed by the public. The last thing I wanted was for people to try to send me to a mental facility, those places are a cesspool for hollows, only the most powerful exorcists try to work there.

Angels Don't Always Wear White

My clock rang late, again. My morning consisted of me frantically getting ready for my shift at the "Karmic Cafe". When I got there I ran into an odd looking man. I stared at him for a while and wondered what he was doing there. "Hello Jason." he said in a gruff voice "I have come to warn you of a hollow in your vicinity, it  intends to harm a citizen of you r apartments." As I was talking to him, I saw a man walking down the sidewalk only, there were two people. I could see his actual body, but underneath there was a transparent figure of a woman. " That human May die if you do not take care of it." I laughed "How do I know you're not fucking with me? And FYI, I'm a retired exorcist." He smiled "take a look around." I suddenly realized i was in the middle of the graveyard. I looked for the man, But he was gone. I thought to myself, if this is b.s. then i have nothing to lose, but if this is true, If this person was going to get hurt, it would be my fault and I would probably go to hell for it. I saw Luceil walking from "O'Leary's Pub" and I wanted to warn her, to tell her that he(she??) was in danger. Sadly, due to my social anxiety I could only stand there and watch as he/she walked away. Then I knew I only had one option, Either talk to the hollow myself, or go to hell for something I couldn't control. To do this I had to die, or at least stop my heart. I would only have five minutes so i had to make it quick. I arrived at my apartment and immediately stuck my fingers into the electrical socket. As my vision blurred, I caught a glimpse of a large rat staring at me. I opened my eyes and just like that, i was in limbo. It's not as bad as you think, in fact, it's almost like a world between the worlds. I flew past other spirits desperately trying to find that little girl. Finally, I arrived at her grave. She just stood there, almost like a statue until i got the nerve to touch her. Everything around me went black. I could only hear depressing screams of "Mommy! Mommy!" The childs lower half became that of a snake and she started to cry blood. Quickly, I Started to yell quotes from the bible, to keep it at bay. It howled and shrieked like an animal in pain. "NOOOOO! STOP! NO MORE!!" The hollow shrieked. "Then stay away from the living!" I shouted "Or risk damnation!" the girl's image flickered "YOU ARE NO ANGEL!!" It hissed "YOU HAVE NO POWER HERE HUMAN!" Now i had no choice. I started to say the lords prayer, an incantation that would send the hollow straight to the hall of judgement. "Our father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name!" Chains appeared around the creature and i saw robed figures dragging the hollow into a white doorway. "thy kingdom come, thy will be done, on earth as it is in heaven! Give us this day our daily bread, and forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive this who trespass against us, and lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil, for thine is the  kingdom,and the power, and the glory forever! AMEN!." I had done it, The girl shrieked and disappeared. I emidiately ran back to my body. I gasped as i woke up from my temporary death. The rat was still there, and it was reading an book. Surprisingly, the t.v was on again, the news said something about a prison escapee but i didn't care much, I was too concerned about the smell of burning linen.

A Friend and a Stranger

I was off work today (thank god). As I woke from my slumber I remembered I had to meet Rick at the church grave yard. Before you say "I thought you were an introvert!" Rick is dead, he's been dead for 7 years. He died in a car accident driving from the "Strip Her"strip club. He's been a huge help showing me around this quaint town. Thank god I can only speak to ghosts with my mind or people would think I was crazy. You know what? So what if I am crazy. No one would care anyway, both of my parents passed on and so far, my sister has abandoned me ever since she met that asshole lawyer. I have no one living in my life that i care about. I finally arrived at the graveyard (cemetery, whatever) and I met Rick sitting on his grave (i'm so punny) He was dark skinned and wore a blue t-shirt with torn jeans, grey "Addidas", and a red hoodie. "Hey man! How's it going?" I thought to him. He smiled "I'm good dude. How's your life here?" "Still don't know anyone." I reluctantly thought back. We "talked" for a good hour then it started to rain, hard. I'm talking like niagra status here, It was painfull (and hilareous for Rick). "Rick?" I asked after I somewhat dried off, "Are you scared about passing on today?" Rick looked at me "Nah man, it's just a part of life. I mean death." his expression changed into a sad, almost lonely look "I'll miss hanging out with you though." "yeah, the feeling is mutual." I replied. Not much happened after that, once he started to see the light we said our goodbyes and I left the church. Why is it that every time I make friends they have to leave? It was around 6:00 am as I walked home to catch up on my sleep. I walked up the stairs and I guess I skipped my door and accidentally opened the door of my neighbors apartment (Alasto to i think?). Embarrassed, I said "sorry, wrong door." and quickly walked away. He gave me a funny look, I guess I do seem odd to the average person. I opened the door to my apartment (the right one this time) and collapsed on the couch. I turned on the TV; apparently there was a break-in at the CVS. I looked around my living room and noticed the window was open, I looked outside (nothing) and closed the sash. Maybe it was out of mental exhaustion, or my body ran out of steam, but i collapsed on the floor, then blackness.

My (Surprisingly) Normal Day

They day started with my alarm clock buzzing like a hung-over swarm of wasps constantly attacking my not so innocent dreams. I groggily got out of my bed, snoozed the alarm and got ready for work. I work a 4 hour shift at the Karmic Caffe next to my apartment complex Maplewood Crest. As I lay in my apartment (apparently I had set my alarm 15 minutes early), I was astounded to see that my room was surprisingly quiet. Usually there are at least one or two souls trying to find peace and pass on. In other words, they meddled in lives of the living to get credit from the big man upstairs. Yes, I can see dead people. They don't look very "dead" if that's what you're thinking because they look like normal people except they're slightly transparent and completely unaware of personal space . I quickly left my apartment as to not attract attention. I don't do well with people in-fact, most of the residents here don't even know I exist. As I left the complex, I heard Mr.LingLing yelling at someone in (Japanese? Mexican? I have no idea). Nothing else happened on my way to work, except for the occasional bird. At the coffee shop, I spent my four hour shift at the cashier which was by far, the worst form of torture one can place on a human being, especially if the air conditioner is barley doing anything to cool the hot and humid air around you. One lady spent 15 minutes ordering a regular coffee! After work, I went back to my "home" and finally got to play on my PS4 (my only escape from harsh reality). After an exiting play-through of Borderlands 2 and an annoying 30 minute black out, I went to bed and right then I was interacted with by a little girl looking for her mother. An hour later she left crying "Mommy! Mommy!" and I sat on my bed for an hour feeling like the worst piece of shit ever. I mean, there was no way I could help her pass on, but that doesn't mean I didn't feel guilty that I couldn't at least do something to ease her pain. It made me think of my sister, who I haven't talked to since I moved here a year ago. I gave her a call, she didn't pick up so I left her a message. "Hey Katie" I said softly "this is your older brother Jason, yeah I'm not dead. Call me back if you can. ok bye." I put down my phone. Maybe I should have called her earlier than 12:00 am (idiot). As I laid on my bed I slowly drifted off to dream land.