• I was running through the dark haunting halls chasign after the trail of red. It was my freshman year, I have to admit it was one of the worst years of my highschool. I fell in love with redhaired olive toned Kate Bell. My Kate, my love, the worst part was i wasnt even me anymore. I am now dead so i chase after her as a ghost, she is terrifeid of me. Me, the handsome jock in which every girl wanted to love. I admit I've been around quite a bit, but I would never heart my only love. I call out her name, only to hear her shriek in pure fear. I chase after her once again reaching to touch her red mane. Instead I watch her fall to her death,and I am stuck here forever crying over the loss of my love and the gain of despair.