I intend to haunt a home someday

When I was younger, my mom would read me these books called Junie B. Jones. It was about the adventures of Junie B. Jones and her best friend Lucille (who she wasn't too fond of). It was cute and the way the author wrote it seemed like you're reading a journal written by a kindergartner. I don't have these books anymore, just the memories. I'm sorry if the story is a bit jumbled since I'm recalling this from memory. I once read a part where Junie B. Jones said that she intended to intend to haunt a home someday because someone told her that wasn't a real thing. I think I was about six when I realized that I wanted to be a ghost. I'm not sure if you've ever been on a ghost hunting trip, but they're quite fun. The excitement of potentially seeing a spirit is enough to send you running. I intend to haunt a home someday. I'm currently staying in the hospital due to an unfortunate accident that happened when I was twelve. I don't really remember much, just that I was hit by a car and the injuries were fatal. I remember the pain and the feeling of my body slowly shutting down. I remember the loud beeping noises from the machines hooked to my body. I remember my mom crying and holding my hand, telling me that everything would be okay. My name is Melody Anne. It was a beautiful name chosen by my parents. I never really got to use it much, but it's me. I'm a ghost. The one thing I truly regret is not being able to see my mom again. I've been looking for her everywhere, but she's nowhere to be seen. But what if she's not looking for me? What if she thinks I'm gone forever? What if she moves away? These thoughts run through my mind constantly. The thought of never seeing my mom again is unbearable. I just intend to haunt a home someday... These halls seem endless. I'm tired of walking now, and these thoughts are making me cry. I just want to see her again. My name is Melody Anne. I'm a ghost. I intend to haunt a home someday... My vision is becoming blurry from the tears pouring down my cheeks. I just want to see my mom... I just want to hug her and tell her that I'm okay... Wait... Mom...?? Is that...? "Hello?" I say, sounding like a weak ghost. "Melody Anne! Where are you?" The voice, it sounds familiar. That's my mom's voice... I wipe away my tears and head in the direction of the voice. "Mom?" "Melody Anne!" I round the corner and that's when I finally see her. She looks a bit older than I remember her, but that green eyes are unmistakable. She's standing next to a man with a clipboard. He's smiling, and my mom is crying. "Melody Anne! My baby..." My mom runs towards me, dropping her hospital bag onto the floor and I can see tears streaming down her cheeks, but she was smiling and I felt a warm feeling in my heart. "Mom...?" "Yeah, baby?" "I intend to haunt a home someday!" My mom looks confused, but then a look of realization hits her and she starts to laugh, tears running down her cheeks. We hug, and I truly feel like I'm finally home. "I'm sorry, sweetie." "For what?" "I intend to haunt a home someday." "What do you mean?" "I forgot that you were gone." "I'm here now." "You are." I pull away from her and look into her eyes. "How long has it been?" "It's been twenty years since the accident." "Accident?" "Yeah, sweetie." "What happened?" "You don't remember?" "No... I don't." My mom sighs and rubs my shoulder. "You were hit by a car. You didn't survive." "That's why I'm a ghost?" "Yeah, sweetie." "I intend to haunt a home someday." "I remember you saying that." "You're really my mom?" "Yes, baby." I hug my mom again, and this time I felt like I was home. I intend to haunt a home someday... "I'm sorry again, Melody Anne." "For what?" "It took me awhile to realize you were gone." "I'm here now." "You are." I will never let my mom go. I will never leave her side again. I will haunt this home, with my mom in it.

I intend to haunt a home someday

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