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No no no, What on earth are you doing? That's not how you pack a bag, and for all that is cheesy why are you using a blue duffel bag with fish on it?
I continued to stuff my clothes into the blue fishy duffel bag, ignoring the unwanted commentary from William. I turned to him, where ever he was.
"William, you are not but a ghost, and I do not care for your commentary."
I felt cold all of a sudden and knew that he had heard me. I laughed to myself and turned on my music.
'No no no, you're doing it all wrong! If I had hands that could pick things up at will, you know I would help you out, but alas I am not but a ghost. You didn't have to rub that in.'
I sighed, knowing full well that no matter how loud my music was, his annoying little whisper of a voice would always find my ears. I considered putting in my headphones, but was too lazy to go searching through my back pack. I realized then that I had to find my toothbrush, only to realize the downfall of packing a day early. I flopped onto my bed only to stare at the cieling.
"William, even if you could pick up my stuff, which you probably can, all you would do is hide it from me, and I have no desire to go searching for clothes and bathing suits."
He laid down beside me and I could see the faint indentation from his ghostly body. I closed my eyes and let the music wash over me. I was going to the Peg(Winnipeg) tomorrow when I truly had no desire to leave when I had a four day weekend to waste on the computer. I sat up suddenly when a thought, that I am now sure came from William, crept into my mind. I had clothes downstairs waiting for me that I really should pack. So without any more doddling I ran down the hall and down the stairs to the basement and into the laundry room. I threw a few clothes on the floor and then finally found the four items that I was looking for. I returned to my room only to find that, the insult I had delivered to William minutes earlier had really thrown him into a hissy fit, my duffel bag was wide open and it's contents were spilled out onto my bed and floor. I was very tempted to throw something at him, but I knew it would only serve to make my mother figure angry so I calmy re-packed and cooly ignored him. NO matter how much he whined and tried to get my attention I firmly kept it on something else. Then my mother figure came in and asked me if I was finished. I sat up and stared at her cooly.
"Of course I'm not finished, I can't pack half the things that I need, because I need them tomorrow."
She stared at me and left. I sighed and decided to go downstairs to the waiting computer. Hoping that my gaian friends could brighten my spirits. Only to find that my annoying older sister had already commandeered it. I clenched my teeth and sat on the couch staring at her, until she finally looked over to me.
"What?"
I shook my head and stared at the people desperatly trying to be the next PussyCat Doll. Personally I disliked the show, because they had already sent home the two people that I wanted to win, but I watched it anyway. So after it was over I kicked her off, because I had homework to do, and I had the all powerful mother figure on my side. I smirked evilly to her and she stormed off. I thought she was going to pick up the monitor and throw it at me, but she cared too much for it. So I got on and did my homework, whilst RPing and writing a chapter of my story. Then she kicked me off and I went upstairs. William had taken up the habit of following me around and I found him in my room again. Though he was quiet and I was grateful for the time to just listen to music. Then alas 9:30 came, and with much yelling and scratching, I was locked up in my room for the night. It's sad really I'm basically 15 and I still have to go to bed at 9:30pm. I feel worse for my sister though. She's turnign 17 this year and she still has to go to bed at 9:30 to. I laugh in her general direction every night and it helps me feel good enough to sleep.

[[This is all based on the actual happenings that day.]]