My childhood friend Carl... I liked him and even promised him that I'd marry him. It was going so well until the car crash when we were 6... Then a lot of... Well it might not have been nothing, but my ability to write what may or may not have happened seems to have been taken away from me. So all I can say is that Car crash happened ... and then I was in front of a sobbing yet older looking Carl. Slightly over twice his age the young tween was clutching something in his hand and a small tear in his eye he repeated "...I just wish Alice was still here..."
"...But I am here." I said through a voice slightly deeper than a 13 year old Carl. Then I looked at myself and saw that my skin color was black, and there was something odd in my pants.
"Trevon?" Carl asked "Are you messing with me?"
"Trevon? I don't know what's going on... or... now that I think about it maybe I do?" I asked partially to Carl, to myself, and to the heavens.
A third voice that belonged to an old woman said "It seems your wish came true... At least a little. Your friend was possessed by a young crush of yours."
Carl blushed a little and said "Wa... But what about Trevon? How do I get him back?"
The old woman said "Give Alice what she wants and maybe she could depart back to the afterlife from which you called her from." You were looking around and it appeared you were in some sort of tent with the old woman in front of some cards and a glass orb filled with smoke.
"Well... what do you want Alice?" Carl asked
I thought for a second and then asked "Do you want me to go already?" a little hurt.
"Wha? No NO NO!!!" Carl stammered "...It's just... It's not fair to Trevon... being taken over. I care about him too. So... Well... I'll call you again later with maybe a doll or something non-living you could possess... Just let my other friend have his own life. I'll introduce you later."
I hesitated for a second and then said "Well... I wanted to marry you but... If we'll meet again later could I have a kiss?" The old lady just watched smirked as Carl blushed at the thought of both kissing the old girl he lost and his best friend who he didn't have a romantic connection to at all... Still... For myself it didn't matter that I was in a male body, I just wanted the lip connection to the boy I loved. I closed my eyes, puckered up, and felt the warm lip to lip embrace as my grip on Trevon's body loosened and I slipped out. My desire to marry Carl had cemented as I prepared to move on to the afterlife... or so I thought as I just seemed to still be in the tent besides Trevon... Incorporeal and a ghost now with a cemented reason for not moving on... Trevon shoved Carl away as the two started squabbling about gay something or other with both of the older tweens flustered for one reason or another. I'd probably have tried possessing one of them again if I hadn't felt so tired... I'd need to rest before I could do anything, and all I could do was watch as...