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She’s Baa-aack! September 5, 2009

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Krystal Plays on the Computer

While Ian was still bathing, Krystal’s ghost sat at the computer.  She seemed to be playing some type of game, and its sounds echoed in the quiet home.

Ian could hear the computer going, even from where he was.  When he finally got out of the bathtub, he checked the time.  It was almost dawn, he thought.  Which one of the kids could still be up?  He thought it best to go check.

Ian made his way into the computer room, and as he rounded the corner, his jaw almost dropped to the ground.  Although before his eyes he saw the fulfillment of a very heartfelt wish, he still had trouble believing the sight he beheld.  His beloved Krystal…here?

As if in answer, the ghostly form of his wife turned off the computer and came to stand before him.

Ian and Krystal

Ian poured out his heart to his wife’s ghost.  He told her of everything that had happened since she had left.  He told her about using the moodlet manager, and how the kids were doing with their jobs and in school.  He told her of their struggles after she had left them.  He told her about Elle being out after curfew.

Though he paused now and then, waiting for a response, no response came.  He could see by her face she seemed to understand what he was saying, but she said nothing, at least nothing that he could discern.

Ian was getting tired.  He hadn’t been to bed yet, and now it was almost morning.  He looked at his wife, and said to her, his voice choked with emotions that had been held in for too long, “Oh, Krystal.  I’ve missed you so.  I love you so much.  I don’t know if I can continue to cope without you.”

A Ghostly Kiss

The ghostly form came toward him, and although she had no substance, she had a presence that was felt so strongly.  She leaned in close to him, and he could almost feel the brush of her lips against his, kissing him with a passion that went beyond time.


And then, in a moment, she seemed to dissolve, her body becomming a mist of light.  The misty presence left the house, dissipating by the monument in the front yard.

Grave Marker Sun Dial

The obelisk cast a shadow, a sundial marking that the dawn had come.



1. bigbrowneyes123 - September 5, 2009

The forth chapter of We All Make Mistakes is up!


2. Laura - September 5, 2009

That’s so romantic yet sad. 😦
If you want, you can check out my Sims 3 blog that I just started:
Great job on this chapter. 🙂

3. kansine - September 5, 2009

WOW!!! You’re creating an amazing atmosphere, I can imagine how one could use the same pictures and make a chapter with hardly any feeling in it, but this one was super touching once again! O_O

4. celara - September 5, 2009

Thanks Laura and Kansine! I’m glad you’re getting an emotional connection to the characters.

I’ve got to catch up on my writing again. The 7th is scheduled out and it is a collection of pictures that are captioned, but need to get the next posts ready. There will be two mini chapters, and I think I’ll schedule them both for the 9th. I think after that we’ll be back to normal.

5. bigbrowneyes123 - September 6, 2009

That’s so sad I feel so sorry for him!

6. themulberrylegacy - September 6, 2009

That’s so cute but sad at least Ian got to see her.

This is my lame attempt to advertise my blog, it’s just started out.

By the way can i add you to my blogroll?

celara - September 6, 2009

Thanks! I look forward to checking out your blog.

You certainly can! 🙂

7. themulberrylegacy - September 7, 2009


8. Go Cat Dave - September 7, 2009

Very well written, Celera! Poignant and sweet.

celara - September 7, 2009

Thank you! I’ve been enjoying “Teenagers From Mars” for quite some time. Glad you were able to stop by!

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