Life After Me

[squillyfer]

Hi dont know how many parts this will have, probably not many, but tell me what you think.



The first parts a bit naff but it does get better


Part 1



"Death is not the greatest loss in life. The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we live."

~Norman Cousins~


People always talk about there being life after death and how hard it must be leaving loved ones behind but they're wrong. Death is the easy part, its the life you have afterwards that is the difficult bit.
Before it happened I hadnt really thought of what it would be like to die. I thought death was something that only occured after a long full life when you were tucked up in your bed after a healthy stay in a cosy retirement home-I was wrong.

" You cant get away with this!"
"Dont you get it Dennis I can do what I want"
"No, no you cant because I wont let you"
"Then I'll just have to make sure that you dont have the chance to stop me wont I"


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The night it happened I wasnt old I was only 31, and I wasnt in my bed I was outside in the pouring rain and I hadnt had a full life, I had made one fatel mistake and before I knew it BANG.
That was the first thing I remembered, the noise. Then the feeling of the cold steel rupturing warm flesh and biting at my heart then...well death.
I flicked open my eyes. I felt strange and confused, what had happened? Then I looked down, at my feet was a man and I found myself staring at my own empty eyes, my own lifeless body.
I stumbled back, or rather drifted back. I was dead, he had killed me, it was over. I couldnt think straight. I couldnt think at all. I sat on the bench, invisible to anyone who might. I wanted to cry but no tears would fall, my face burned but no tears came. So I sat there, waiting, just waiting in the rain.
It was a whole four hours until anyone found me and it was then that I began to think again. The shaken dogwalker phoned the police as she stared horrified at my body and it was then I realised the consequences of my actions. The police would find my wallet, they would know who I was...they would tell her what had happened and then my death meant nothing. I had died to protect her, now I was gone and soon she would know the truth. How could I protect her now?

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next part will be better, all replies welcome

[feelingyellow]

:eek: wow this is fabolous! please post the next part soon! :D

[Kim]

Wow. It's fab more soon please.

[Tamzi]

Wow. This is great. Please do more
xxx

[Harmanizing]

You've beaten me to it! I was going to write something about Dennis but I decide to wait until after New Year's Eve. This is a great start and far better than anything I could have thought up.

[hayley]

WOW! that was really good! is it dennis shooting sharon?

[Chloe-Elise]

Brilliant! More asap :D

[squillyfer]

Basic plot summary: Dennis found out something he wasnt supposed to know and now he's been murdered because of it. From his new veiwpoint as a ghost he has to try and protect sharon and help her to thwart the villian. Meanwhile she is dealing with her grief and he has to let her go enough to allow her to get on with her life while he copes with the after life.

[feelingyellow]

Basic plot summary: Dennis found out something he wasnt supposed to know and now he's been murdered because of it. From his new veiwpoint as a ghost he has to try and protect sharon and help her to thwart the villian. Meanwhile she is dealing with her grief and he has to let her go enough to allow her to get on with her life while he copes with the after life.

ah, thanks that helps - was a bit confused :lol:

[squillyfer]

ah, thanks that helps - was a bit confused :lol:

thought you might be lol the first part didnt explain it very well cos its from dennis point of view

[hayley]

ooops! i thought he had just shot sharon!
post more soon!

[Kim]

I thought he had just been murdered.

[squillyfer]

I thought he had just been murdered.

thats right and the body has just been found

[hayley]

dont mean to sound rude but post more please!

[squillyfer]

Part 2


Do not seek death. Death will find you.
But seek the road which makes death a fulfillment.
-Dag Hammarskjöld



Dennis glided from his position on the bench and headed in the direction of his home. He didnt mind leaving his body, it was nothing to him anymore and he didnt want to be present for the polices blunt disregard of it. Besides he had to make sure sharon was ok.
He drifted through the front door and an odd tingly sensation washed over him as he passed through the wood. He headed up the stairs. Sharon was still asleep in her bed and dennis wondered how long it would be before she found out what had happened. He noticed that she had been crying, probably because of his absence the night before and he immediatly hated himself for causing her any pain. Even more so he regretted the pain that was still to come.
He perched on the edge of the bed but made no dent in the bedsheets. He ran a ghostly hand down her pale face and hoped that she could feel his touch. Yet again he felt like crying and again no tears came.

"I'm sorry,..." he whispered "...so sorry"

She stirred slightly but didnt wake and dennis knew that she couldnt hear him. He could shout and scream but she wouldnt even hear a whisper.
He sank into a chair beside the bed and resumed looking at her. He took in every inch of her delcate features, blessed that he had the chance to do so at least once more.
There was a loud knock at the door. She awoke, startled, and dressed hurridly. Dennis followed slowly behind and he heard as she opened the door, he heard her surprice as she was met face to face with three police officers and he heard the forced politeness in her voice as she invited them in.
Sharon ushered them into the living room and the four of them sat down on the sofa. Dennis paused outside the door. He knew what was about to happen and he knew how she would react. Sure enough moments later he could heard her mocking tone of disbelief followed by a police officers gentle voice before he heard sharon break into uncontrolable sobs and a thud as she collapsed on the floor in grief.

[Kim]

Awww, Poor Sharon. Fab, please do more asap.

[Layne]

More soon please x

[feelingyellow]

awwww, this is so good - please do more soon :cheer:

[hayley]

this really so good! plese post more soon!

[Chloe-Elise]

Awww its so good! Poor Sharon :( More asap :)

[Tamzi]

Poor Sharon. More soon please!
xxx

[squillyfer]

:)


Part 3



I am ready to meet my Maker. Whether my Maker is prepared for the great ordeal
of meeting me is another matter.
-Winston Churchill



The funeral was so strange. Its the oddest thing going to your own funeral but Dennis didnt really have a choice. He had been following Sharon for nearky two weeks since he had died but so far nothing strange had happened. He felt so useless, so inadequate. If something did happen there was nothing he could do to protect her. He couldnt even reach out and touch her, she didnt even know he was there.
Dennis stood still and bowed his head as the vicar said his serman at the graveside. It was almost as it he was attending someone elses funeral and it wasnt him in the coffin, it wasnt him they were all weeping for, it wasnt him that had died. Afterwards he watched as his closest friends said there final goodbyes.

Dot: May you rest in peace Dennis and may the Lord comfort us all in our hour of need.

She made the sign of the cross and followed the crowd towards the waiting cars

Alfie: I didnt know you well mate but you were a good bloke, you didnt disserve this.

One by one the mourners left until there was only Sharon left. She knelt down on the cold wet mud and lay flowers on the ground. She placed a hand on the headstone and burst into tears before standing up and steadying herself.

Sharon: Goodbye darling, I'll always love you...forever thats what we said.

Dennis placed a ghostly hand on her shoulder but she didnt even feel it. He sighed and followed as she too climbed into a car and headed for the wake.

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The club was packed with people who had come to pay there respects but if any of them had noticed the ghost among them dennis would be forced to admit that he didnt know haf of them. He floated around for a while feeling sorry for himself and catching the ends of conversations he could never be a part of before out of the corner of his eye he noticed Sharon talking to Phil.
Her wine glass wobbled in her hand and she was obviously drunk. Dennis watched from a distance as Phil placed his arm around her waist and led sharon to the office, a heavily seductive look perched on his face.
Dennis fled, he couldnt watch. If he wasnt dead already he would swear he was choking. He couldnt believe what he had just saw. Sharon was lonely and confused and phil had been there for he since the news had flooded the square but dennis stil hadnt expected her to do this, not now, not yet and certainly not in the office of his murderer...


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Next part: Sharon had a dilemma

[hayley]

:crying: this is really good!

[Tamzi]

Poor Dennis. More soon please
xxx

[Kim]

Fantastic. Please do more asap.

[feelingyellow]

Omigod! please do more soon, it's fab! :cheer:

[Skits]

this is brill. please post more soon.

[Chloe-Elise]

Awwwww,sad but brilliant writing,more asap :)

[squillyfer]

thanks i will do more tomorrow along with keepsakes

[Kim]

Ok. Can't wait to read the next parts.:p

[squillyfer]

sorry I havent done any of this its just we got a new pc and I havent be able to get online properly. Here's some teasers for future posts:

* Sharon has a moral dilemma
* Dennis finds it hard to let go
* Sharon is in danger
* Johnny goes on the war path

[feelingyellow]

sorry I havent done any of this its just we got a new pc and I havent be able to get online properly. Here's some teasers for future posts:

* Sharon has a moral dilemma
* Dennis finds it hard to let go
* Sharon is in danger
* Johnny goes on the war path

sounds good - can't wait! :D

[squillyfer]

Hi sorry it took too long. I might still axe this script cos its not very good. Oh and sorry its short


Part 4


Because I could not stop for Death,
He kindly stopped for me.
The Carriage held but just ourselves
And Immortality
~Emily Dickinson


Dennis hovered outside the door and waited. He knew what she was doing and it didnt seem right to intrude even if she would never know he was there. He heard her sigh and the sound of plastic on the tiles. Three minutes later she emmerged from the bathroom crying and went straight to her bedroom slamming the door behind her. Again Dennis didnt follow.
He floated in the hallway, once again he felt the need to cry but was unable to. He knew what this meant. She was pregnant and she just like him didnt know who the father was. Dennis scoffed at the irony of it. Which ever way you looked at it it was unfair. Either they had tryed so long for a baby during his life only for her to discover she was pregnant after his death or they had tried for a baby only for her to become pregnant with someone else as soon as he was out of the picture.
He looked down and felt a yawn coming on but just like the tears it never materiallised. He had found that in his knew ghostlike state normal bodily necesseties did not effect him. He never grew tired, he was never hungry, never thirsty. He just floated around from day to day feeling useless and inadequate.
He finally plucked up the courage and slipped through the door into the bedroom.
Sharon was knelt on the floor, her cheeks were red from crying and her cheeks were puffy. Dennis heard her say something and glided closer to hear.

"I miss you so much. This cant be happening it just cant. It was meant to be us, our baby. This is all wrong. Why did you leave me, why? I didnt want you to go. I cant do this on my own. I need you dennis."

She broke down into uncontrolable sobs. Dennis placed a comforting hand atop her head but he couldnt comfort her, how could he. She didnt even know he was there.

[hayley]

:crying: this is really sad!

[Skits]

please post more. it's brill.

[feelingyellow]

aww that is so sad! but fab! :cheer: and please don't even think about axing this script otherwise you might end up with a certain somebody throwing bananas at your window! :p

[squillyfer]

Ok I'll keep going for a bit and see how it goes but if it gets rubbish I want you to tell me ok? :)

[feelingyellow]

Ok I'll keep going for a bit and see how it goes but if it gets rubbish I want you to tell me ok? :)

i doubt that will ever happen! it's fab just admit it! :D

[squillyfer]

well this is my 4th proper script and I've done 3 1 parters so I still get a bit worried that its not good. My other scripts Keeping the faith, Keeping it in the family and Keepsakes were much easier to write because it was sort of a continuos plotline this is different to anything I've written before

[feelingyellow]

well this is my 4th proper script and I've done 3 1 parters so I still get a bit worried that its not good. My other scripts Keeping the faith, Keeping it in the family and Keepsakes were much easier to write because it was sort of a continuos plotline this is different to anything I've written before

o0o0o0o never read those, will some time later though! just keep doing what you're doing now and it'll be ok! :D

[squillyfer]

Thanks lol I'd like you to read the others It'd be nice to know what you think

[di marco]

wow just read all of this and its really brill! :D are you going to post any more cos it isnt rubbish, its fab!

[squillyfer]

Dont know if I will do any more of this again the moment has kinda passed and I'm at a bit of a dead end with it

[feelingyellow]

aww what a shame! :(

[di marco]

aww what a shame! :(

yeh i was enjoying it, it was different to other scripts :)