Snippet #2177320

Darren sat at the piano in the parlor still sad about his death even though it was so long ago. He thought of Angelique, his personal angel. He took the box off the top of the chest and opened it revealing a shiny ring. It was well preserved considering he had died with the thing but he didn't care to him it would always be priceless.

He looked down and sighed putting it back as he locked the box and put it back away hidden. He went to the piano and started to play Home and sung along as he played knowing the lyrics by heart. He memorized these for Angelique when he was still alive when he went to Europe for a few weeks. He played this to her when he got back showing his love for her.

He shouted "Let me go home." instead of the soft voice that was meant to be sung. He was mad at someone but wasn't sure. Maybe it was Mei for her always thought his death had to do with her, or maybe it was God for taking his life away from him before he could even get a chance to live.

He stopped and cried his wails making some objects swirl around and the candles he was burning to go out. He made this apparent and it would be obvious to anyone ghost or not to know of him as long as they were in the house. He didn't mean to do this it's just what came out.