And one more thing before I wrap up this story. I need at least one more vote before I can post the sequel because at the moment it's one to one and I know which way I want it to go and I've got it set up to go that way but I can easily change it if neccesary.
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Epilogue: Where Am I now?
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He was the one boy I loved…and the one ghost I hated.
I ran away from home ten years ago. I'm still not sure where I ran to, all I know is that I did. I never fell in love again after what happened in Amity Park.
And I never picked up my old battling suit either.
I just lived a simple, normal life as Nicole Sanderson; a stranger who appeared out of nowhere.
Or at least that's what the people in this small town called me.
I didn't plan on changing my name or my appearance but after I heard the news reports broadcasted on national news that I'd gone missing; I did.
I cut my hair above my ears and dyed in unnaturally blood red. I wore colored contacts and got rid of all my old clothes. Then I simply changed my name and that was that.
I also heard about Danny, well, Phantom. They'd broadcasted his report on the news as well.
"I was at her house that morning to walk her to school like every Wednesday but she told me she wanted to walk alone. I was wondering why and decided to ask her when I got to school but she never showed up. She didn't show up the next day either. Her dad filed a missing person report. We're all worried sick. Nobody knows what reason she had to run away. Not even her dad."
I scoffed when I'd heard it. When was Phantom going to give up the nice guy act and show his true colors?
I was happy where I was, and I wouldn't give anything up for it. I didn't care what Phantom was up to now. He'd probably just destroyed the entire city anyway without my protection.
I stopped my wondering thoughts and climbed into bed. I kept telling myself over and over to forget Phantom and everything he'd done. Even though I'd left the city in his despicable hands I carried no regret for I was living the perfect life. At least I thought I didn't.
The perfect life.
One with no worries or cares. Just freedom.
Right?
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Sneak Peak of Reliving the Past (which is the sequel) Be on the lookout for it about Saturday.
"Nicole, sweet-" that was the farthest he got before I swung my fist around and nailed him in the stomach.
"If I've told you once Harper I've told you a million times, don't sneak up on me!" I started for the door. "Oh, and I've told you this too, I don't like you!" I silently exited knowing everyone was staring at me. Of course, they knew that I sometimes lurched out unexpected beatings and yellings but they didn't know why.
Hey, I didn't even know why. I guess it was instinct or something after all those years of...I dismissed that thought as soon as it came. When I arrived at my house I fumbled with the keys and let myself in. Plopping down on the bed and throwing my mail everywhere, I thought of sleep and before I knew it I was in dream land.
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