My sister is a ghost


I know this sounds really weird and there is no way you guys are going to believe this.
Someone called my cellphone pretending to be my sister. She asked if I wanted to go hang with her. I knew it was fake, because my sister is dead, but it sounded so much like her. I said yes and told her to come up to my apartment. I knew this was some sick prank, but I just wanted to see who could do this to me. So when the door of the elevator opened and nobody was there I was disappointed but also relieved. Relieved because I didn't have to face them and get made fun of for my sisters dead. I din't know anyone who would do such a thing though. Not in this town at least. Maybe it were people from my old town Sunset Valley who found out about my sisters dead, I thought.
I closed the door behind me and went to my room. 'Damian?' I heard my sisters voice say. I jumped up. Were these pranksters inside my house? Then I saw it. It wasn't very clear, but it was my sister. It was really her. I cried tears of happiness and hugged her. It isn't like you see in those ghost movies were you go straight trough the ghost. I could actually touch her and hold her. I told my dad, but of course he didn't believe me. Until he saw her himself. He cried in happiness as well.
I asked her about mom. She said she saw her, but she went to heaven. Krista, my sister, didn't want to go yet. She was going to wait till we all were dead, so we could go to heaven together. She did see my mom and grandma sometimes and she said they were doing great.
My sister was also going to get her old job back and she was going back to school. Apparently she has some ghost powers. I'm not exactly sure what they do yet, but I think it makes people not weirded out by her or something.
I know this story is quite unbelievable, but I have proof. I took this picture with my sister together and to my surprise she showed up in the picture. You can see her even more clear than in real life.

The accident


I've wrote many versions of this, because I just don't know how to put the words on paper. My sweet sweet sister who I loved so much got killed by the most horrible monster in this world.
She was grilling sausages on the barbecue. I don't even know why, because we have a butler to do that stuff. But she decided she wanted to do it on her own, with no cooking skill. She didn't pay attention and the sausages caught fire. Flames came out and hit her. She ran inside screaming it out of pain. I was upstairs and as soon as I heard her scream I ran towards her. But it was too late...
She was completely black and her clothes were almost gone. She was lying there all crumbled up. The grim reaper showed up to officially end it. I tried to save her by convincing the grim reaper to not take her, but he wouldn't have it. He took my sister and I hate him so much for that. My sweet little sister is gone. Really GONE. I don't want it to be real. I just want it all to be a horrible nightmare and wake up right now, but I can't. However hard I try I can't wake up from this. It's really real. She is in a better place right now though. No more stress and worries for her. Thinking about that makes it a little more bearable, but after loosing my grandma and my mother I don't know what's gonna happen next. Are the going to take me away too? Or just my dad and Miko so I'm left all alone. No family around me just me. Maybe I'm cursed?
We put the urn with the ashes where everyone can see them. I engraved it. This is what I wrote: '
My beautiful sister, died so young. You'll be in my heart forever. Miss you sis... RIP'
I hope she knows how much a loved her. And I still love her with all my heart. I just still can't believe she is gone. I'm still not even completely over my mom dying and now my sister is dead as well.
Why is live taking those things away from me? My sister was doing so well.. She got B's in school and she was making so much money with her new job. Now it's just me and my dad left.

I haven't told anyone this yet, but my original plan was to get out and find a cute small apartment for myself to live in. Maybe even with Miko in the future. But that's all past tense now. I can't leave my dad alone with the butler? I can't do that to him. Not that the butler is awful, he was also really upset about my sisters dead, but because he lost his wife, his daughter and he can't lose his son too. Of course I would come visit a lot, but still. I'm gonna put off those plans for another year or two.
RIP

Miko Ojo


Miko Ojo is the girl I talked about last time. With the beautiful pink hair, brown eyes, a cute purple hat and a pink shirt with a puppy on it. She is obsessed with puppies. She traveled here from Japan alone and now lives with her two house mates, Akira Kibo and Darling Walsh. She lives in the same district as me so I see her a lot. She also is a politician like my dad, but she is more into the charity stuff.
I think I'm in love. Every time I come near her I get these butterflies in my stomach. It's the most amazing feeling ever.
We went on a date, to the Romance Festival. We both drank some of the Sakura Tea which made us feel all flirty. It was weird but great. I even kissed her. Multiple times. It was the best date I've had in a long time. I was sad when the festival ended and she had to go home. I wish it never ended.
My job is great, I can combine it with hanging out with Miko. I had to watch performers and I took her with me so we could watch them together. I really really don't want to leave San Myshuno. I was just getting used to it. It's the best city ever if you ask me.
I added a picture of Miko and me so you can check us out. Isn't she adorable?!




Miko and me

Money trouble


I thought this was it. A new start. We had a nice home and we were gonna meet new amazing people and have a great time. But no, it's not that easy. This is when the financial struggles kicked in. As if losing your mother and grandmother wasn't enough...
Apparently the butler wasn't free at all. He wasn't paid out front, like we thought he was. And the house wasn't completely free either. Yes, grandma did pay for some of it, but not everything. Since my dad is the only one that works, the 10000 simoleons our grandma gave us were gone pretty fast. My dad just started his politician career and earned very little money. He did get a promotion this week, but that still isn't enough to pay the rent. If we don't make more money we might lose the house and I don't want that to happen at all.
My sister and I decided to apply for a job. She applied as a barista since she is still a teen and I applied as a critic. I like my job, it's not to hard and I get to watch people perform and write articles about it. Unfortunately, it still isn't enough.
I told my dad many times to get rid of the butler, but he just became a part of the family. He also was grandma's butler. Sometimes he tells us stories about grandma and even about our mom, since she came over a lot. I really hope we can keep him, but I'm afraid if we don't get promotions quick we have no other choice than to fire him.

Now the good part, the city is great! I really enjoy living here. There are a lot of festivals and the people are SO NICE. I even met this girl. She has pink hair and she is really cool. I definitely think we could become friends. We hung out a couple of times and had a lot of fun.

What the future will bring? I don't know yet. Hopefully a promotion for every one of us. And hopefully we can keep the house and the butler.

New city, new changes


I liked my life as it was. No, I LOVED it. I had lots of really nice friends, good grades, a sweet little sister, great parents and a nice, but small house. But that's in the past now...
I was seventeen when it all happened. When my life changed completely. My mom and my grandma got tickets for a show. Some opera show. My mom and her mom adored opera shows. My dad, my sister and me, not so much. Their favorite opera singer was Maria Simona. So when she came to Sunset Valley they were more excited than ever. My grandma had quite a lot of money, so she immediately bought VIP tickets for her and my mom. 'Maria Simona to my home town!' my mom cheered for days.
Unfortunately not everything went as planned. On the way there they got into an accident. They died on the spot. I was upset for days, but my sister had it even harder. That year, we grew even closer than we were already. My grandma, as I said already, was was quite rich. She left us 10.000 simoleons and a house, with a butler. We sold our old house and had to move to San Myshuno, where I didn't know anyone except my sister and my father.
The new house was, or is amazing though. Although I'm kind of a sloppy person, the house is exceptionally beautiful. It is a penthouse with the most wonderful view I've ever seen. I even have my own basketball court. My room isn't the best room in the house, but at least the view is great. I'll post a few pics below.
My dad always wanted to get into politics. After his boring office job he wanted something new, something challenging. My sister still goes to school, so she doesn't really need a job. And me? I'm still looking for something. I'm really into guitar and even a little singing (I'm not that good though) and I love playing basketball. But I'm not sure what career I'm going to choose yet.


First floor

Second floor

   

Basketball court
My room
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