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	Rachel Lynne Halliwell, who was now twelve years old, sat down
on the
couch,
opened her diary and began typing.....


								
	"October 28,2012
Well, guess what. I only have four people left to watch after me now.
That's
Aunt Melanie, Aunt Emma , Joan (Aunt Melanie's mum) and Paula (Aunt
Emma's
mum). The Curse of Spice. That's what people are beginning to call it
since
there's only two of them alive now.
	Uncle David and Aunt Victoria were killed three days ago. They
were in
the
mall shopping for me (they spoiled me all the time) and someone walked
by the
store, and shot them. Just like that. Uncle David died suddenly because
he was
shot in the head, but Aunt Victoria suffered. She was shot in the chest,
stomach , and throat. I'm surprised she didn't die on the spot as well.
Thier
killer is so friggin lucky I wasn't there! I'd chase his low-dow-four-
flushin'-sack of.... ummm, anyway, I'd chase him down and empty his own
gun
into him, reload, and do it again!
	I was at my best friend, Susie's house when it happened. Aunt
Emma
called me
and told me to come to the hospital.. she wouldn't tell me why though.
Susan's
mother, Roxanne, drove me there. When I got there, Aunt Melanie, Aunt
Emma,
Joan, and Paula were already there. Joan told me that she went through
surgery
to remove the bullets and she went into a coma. I cried on her shoulder
for a
few minutes and then I waled over to Aunt Torie. I took her hand and
asked her
, 'Can you hear me?' and I felt her squeeze my hand. That was the last
response we got from her. I talked to her for a little while asking her
if she
remembered when so-and-so did this or when so-and-so did that. About
thirty
minutes later, we lost her. I couldn't believe it at first. All I could
do was
clutch her lifeless hand and stare at her pale face. Paula was holding
Aunt
Emma because she was screaming and bawling. Joan and Aunt Melanie were
just
staring at me, waiting to see what I was going to do.
	'NOO!' I screamed.I dropped her hand and screamed at her, 'NO!
YOUR
NOT DEAD!
NO! PLEASE GOD! NOT SOMEONE ELSE!' Aunt Melanie ran over and held me.
'No...please no...not like the others...' she just held me tighter and
then
Aunt Emma came over and held me as well. They were crying too. 'She's
gone,
baby... let her go..she's gone' Aunt Emma told me.'
	After I was done crying, Aunt Emma drove me to the mall and took
me to
the
shop where Aunt Torie and Uncle David were killed. I don't know why,
but I
wanted to see the exact spot where it happened. I told AUnt Emma I
wanted to
be alone. I wouldn't really be alone because the cops and detectives
and, I
have no idead why, but the paramedics were still there. She nodded,
kissed my
forehead and left. I almost didn't get passed the cops, but they
realized who
I was and let me through. I walked to the spot where it happened and
found one
medium sized puddle of blood and one large one. I asked someone if the
large
puddle was Aunt Torie's blood and I was right. I knelt between the two
puddles
and began crying softly.
	I heard and offiver interrigating someone. I looked up to find
two
coppers
talking to a handcuffed man. He looked at me and we made eye contact. I
saw
the blackness, the cold heartedness in his eyes. The devil's eyes it
seemed
like. I knew right away he was the one that killed them. I began walking
towards him cursing him softly. I swung at him and gave him a bloody
nose. Now
that I think about it, I think I broke it. One of the female officers
who knew
who I was came over and let me cry on her shoulder. 'He killed them....
he
killed 'um both..." I said over and over. After I was finished crying,
I went
mad. I was kicking and screamingand even got some scissors (don't ask
me where
I found them, I can't remember) and tried to cut my wrists. All that
beginning
with me walking in, in only thirty minutes. One of the paramedicspruck
my arm
with a sedative and I was out cold for an entire day. When I woke up, I
looked
into the eyes of Aunt Melanie, Aunt Emma, and Jake , who used to be
Melanie's
boyfriend, but is now a close friend. After talking for a little while,
they
told me the mad that kicked my guardians was going to the gas chamber
in less
than a week and the police had said I could not only watch, but I could
flick
the switch.
	'You know I'll do it! That lowdown, sorry excuse for a...' I
swore him
fora
good fiften minutes and then I finished by saying 'deserves it.'
	Well, now that I've told you about Aunt Victoria and Uncle
David's
death,
I'll tell you about other people I have lost.
	My mother, Geraldine or Geri, died two days after I was born.
She had
many
complications when she was having me, and I guess she let it get the
best of
her. I have a truck load of pictures of Mum holding me in the hosbital
bed
with Aunt Mel, Aunt Melanie, Aunt Emma, Aunt Victoria, Uncle David, and
Uncle
Jimaround her while they're all looking at me. I'm looking at my
favorite one
right now. Mum has the biggest smile. She looked so happy even though
she knew
she was dying.
	Now to the part where Mum dies. She knew she was going to die
soon.
She could
feel it. She phoned everyone telling them to come to the hospital. It
was a
crowed room, everyone was there. My aunts and uncles, my grandmother, my
cousins ( I never knew any of these, after Mum died, they blaimed me
for her
death, plus, my grandmother died two years ago), my four godmothers,
and my
two godfathers.
	Mum died while she was holding me. She asked for me, so Aunt Mel
told
the
nurse to bring me to her. Mum did nothing but stare at me for a few
minutes.
She was very weak so when she spoke, it came out slow. She said,
speaking to
my godmothers, 'You...you girls take good care of my ... baby,
okay?....no...
I know you'll take good care of Rachel."
	Of course, they were all crying, including Mum. Mum wiped the
tears
off of
Aunt Emma's face, who was crying more than the others were. You see,
Aunt Emma
and Mum were more than friends. Sure, they were more than friends with
the
other girls, butthese two clicked right off the bat. Mum used a line
from a
movie she saw once called Fried Green Tomatoes, speaking to Aunt Emma,
she
said 'Gimme a big kiss and I'll never be sad again' so of course, Aunt
Emma
kissed her on the cheek and hugged her careful not to squash me. Mum
held
Emma's hand for a little while then she let go. She looked down at me,
smiles,
kissed my head, and told me "Now listen, you. You've got a long way
ahead of
you. Life's a long, long road,.. and it gets rough... Don't pull over
just cos
I'm not with you. I may not be with you in person..you may not be able
to see
me, but I'll always be with you. Right here' she pat her chest right
above her
heart. She leaned down, kissed my head again, and whispered to me
again, 'I'll
always be with you. Never forget that.' then she said loud enough for
everyone
to hear, but still talking to only me, 'I love you baby' Then she
leaned back,
I wrapped my hand aorund one of her fingers, she whispered, "I love you
all"
and she died. Just like that. Gone. You know what the funny thing is? I
do
remember her telling me that.
	Right after Mum died, I readed up and touched her face as if to
say
'You
okay?' When I got no response, I burst into tears. Aunt Emma picked me
up and
began crying with me. Everyone except my godmothers and godfathers left
and I
never saw them again.
	People that were fans of Mum when she was Ginger Spice say I act
just
like
her. Some people even say they thing part of her lives in me. Like,
there's
this thing I do. When I meet people, I pinch their bums. I dunno why, I
just
do. After I first started doing it, people started throwing pictures of
Mum
doing it to people in my face. Also, I look exactly like her. I have
video
tapes of her and other things. Aunt Emma, AUnt Victoria, and Aunt
Melanie used
to tell me how much Mum was fasinated with how much I looked like her.
They
said the first thing she said when she held me for the first time was ,
'She
looks exactly like me!'They also said that during those two short days
she had
me, she didn't stop talking about my big blue eyes. 
	I never knew my father. He was long gone before I was born. I
don't
even know
his first name. I'm glad though, I don't want to know it. A few years
ago, I
asked Aunt Victoria  about him. She said that  at first, they got along
great.
They were even living together. Before Mum found out she was pregnant,
they
started fighting a lot. He hit her once, and that's all it took, that
one
time. She moved in with her mother, my grandmother, and she found out
she was
going to have me.
	I lost Aunt Mel when I was eight. Someone attacked her in a
parking
lot on
her way to her car and stabbed her seven times in the chest. They never
found
the guy that did it.Exactly a year later, on the anniversery of her
death,
Uncle Jimmy slit his wrists. For two years, I felt like it was my
fault. You
see, Uncle Jim and Uncle David had taken me to the movies, that's why
Aunt Mel
was alone. I felt like if Uncle Jim had been there, she wouldn't have
been
hurt, and if she hadn't been hurt, he wouldn't have killed himself. Aunt
Victoria got very worried about me and took me to the doctor. I was put
on
something kinda like Prozak for a few months and I got over feeling
like it
was my fault.
	Both Aunt Victoria and Uncle David's parents are dead, all four
were
going
somewhere together and were killed in a car crash five yars ago.
	Aunt Melanie and Aunt Emma say they don't want to get married.
After
seeing
how much it hurts to loose your love when Aunt Mel died, they're both
scared
they'll get hurt if they really fall in love. Well, sure they have
boyfriends,
but that's not the same as getting married is it?
	Oh yeah, I didn't tell you who I've been livingwith since Mum is
dead
did I?
Well, I'm sure you have figured it out by now, but I didn't just come
out and
say it. For the past twelve years, I've been living with Aunt Victoria
and
Uncle David. They let me keep my mum's last name so I'd never forget
her. They
were like my parents... had to be. So you can understand why it's so
hard now
that they're dead. Now, I'm living with Aunt Melanie. I already have a
room
here, as well as at Aunt Emma's house for when I spend the night, so we
don't
have to worry about getting another room put in the house
	I don't think I'll go to the funeral for Aunt Victoria and Uncle
David. It
would be too much. I remember right after Aunt Mel died, I asked Aunt
Victoria
what I would do if she and Uncle David died. She said that if I didn't
want
to, I didn't have to go to the funeral. She didn't want me to feel like
I had
to go. Then she told me I didn't have to worry aout that right then,
though,
because her and Uncle David were gonna be around for along time.
	Well, I'm gonna go now. Aunt Melanie's gonna take me to this
huge shop
that
just opened to get my mind off of Aunt Victoria and Uncle David. It
won't work
though. It won't be the same without Aunt Victoria bugging me about
'those
cheap things' I buy. She never meant it and I knew that. She always had
a
smile on her face when she said that. Well, I REALLY gotta go now!
BYE!! =)"

	Rachel closed her diary and Melanie sat down beside her and
wrapped
her arm
around her goddaughter. Rachel leaned into Melanie and wrapped her arm
around
her.
	"You okay?" Melanie asked her.
	"No," Rachel said as she buried her face into Melanie's neck and
began
crying. Melanie just stroked her hair and let her cry. Melanie had
raised
Rachel just as much as Victoria did and she knew when to just let
Rachel cry
and when to talk to her comfortly. Right now, she just needed to keep
her
mouth shut.
	There was a knock at the door and it flung open. It was Emma.
She saw
Rachel
was crying, and she ran to her. She wrapped her arms around both Rachel
and
Melanie. Soon they were all holding each other and crying. When they
finally
got done, they went out shopping.
	Nine Years Earlier..
	   Rachel was only three years old and she was sleeping between
David
and
Victoria. She had her arms wrapped tightly around Victoria. Soon, she
was
mumbling in her sleep. "Mummy?.. Mum?...Mummy!?" Victoria woke up as
well as
David. 
	"Oh no. Not the dream again..." she groaned. Rachel had been
having a
nightmare lately where Geri would be carrying her around the park, then
she'd
lay her down on the grass and play with her for a few minutes, then
she'd get
up and walk away, only to dissapear. Victoria sat up and pulled
Rachel's tiny
body up with her.
	"Shhh, it's okay, sweety." Victoria talked comfortly to her.
	"Mummy?" Rachel asked as she began to wake up.
	"No, Babydoll. It's Aunt Torie. But nobody's gonna hurt you as
long as
I'm
around. Uncle David's here too.... shhhh, nobody's gonna hurt you..."
	Soon Rachel had cried herself to sleep. Victoria laid her back
down on
the
bed and Rachel laid her head on David shoulder and began snoring. They
both
laughed at this and fell back asleep.
	Present Day, Two Hours Later...
	   Melanie opened the door and the three girls walked in.Emma
was
going to
spend the night with them that night, Rachel had begged her to. They
sat down
on the couch and Rachel jumped right back up. She said she remembered
that a
movie was coming on T.V. that she wanted to watch was coming on right
now. She
ran upstairs and flung herself on the bed.She turned on the telly and
began
watching a special on her mother. That's the one thing she hadn't told
them.
She knew that if she said "I'm gonna go watch a movie telling all about
Mum"
they wouldn't let her because they didn't think she could watch it
without
crying. But she'd watched it millions of times before that without
anyone
knowing. She didn't know why, but she felt closer to her mother when she
watched it.
	"RACHEL! C'MON! DINNER'S READY!" screamed Emma for the 5th time.
The
special
was off and Rachel was watching a movie. She had been so busy watching
it, she
didn't hear Emma calling her the other four times.
	"COMIN'!" Rachel yelled as she turned off her television and ran
downstairs.
When she reached the bottom, she grabbed Emma's hand.Emma smiled her
the smile
that hadn't changed in the thirty six years she lived.
	"Know what I was thinking about?" Rachel asked her.
	"What, hon?" 
	"About when Mum died..." Emma's expression changed suddenly to
sadness. She
still missed the friend she lost twelve years ago, badly. Rachel
continued, "I
remember it...I...I never told you did I? I never told anybody.. That I
can
remember I mean."
	"No, Baby, you didn't.." Em's voice trailed off as they passed a
picture of
Melanie and Geri. It had obviously been taken after one of the many food
fights they'd gotten into. They were both covered in food and laughing
and
hugging each other. Even though the picture brought tears to her eyes,
Emma
couldn't help but smile.
	"I can tell you everything she said to me if you don't believe
me,"
Rachel
said.
	"Oh, I believe you.." Emma tried to say, but Rachel was already
reciting
Geri's speech word-for-word. When she was gone, Emma was shocked. She
had said
she believed Rachel, but she really didn't... Rachel had fooled her.
"Omigod,
Sweets" Emma said, "You do remember!"
	"Told ya," Rachel smiled to herself. 
	Then Rachel got a confused look on her face. She looked at Emma
to see
if she
had heard it, but she seemed unfazed. Rachel could have sworn she had
just
heard her mother say, "I love you baby. I'll always be with you, just
as I
promised." Then Rachel could hear her burst into tears.
	Geraldine Halliwell,who had become a poltergeist just to look
after her
daughter, was following her daughter to the dining room. She had not
become a
poltergeist that scared people by throwing things at them, in fact,
noone even
knew she was following Rachel all the time. She just did little things
like
move things that Rachel would never be able to find into the open so
she'd be
able to find them easily. Geri had only one rule: She was now allowed
to touch
Rachel. She couldn't. Everytime she tried, her arms went straight
through her.
She hated that. When Rachel was a baby, she would stand over her cradle
for
hours and she would begin to cry because she couldn't pick her up like
she
would be able to if she was alive.
	Right now, Geri was desperatly trying to hold Rachel. Giving up,
she
decided
just to follow her just as she had done for the past twelve years. She
whispered, "Rachel, I love you baby. I'll always be with you, just as I
promised." she burst into tears ,just like Rachel thought she had heard,
knowing that no matter how hard she tried, she'd never get to Rachel.
Then she
looked up and stopped crying. She smiled the biggest smile she'd smiled
in her
entire life and living death, except for when she held Rachel in her
arms for
the first time.
	Rachel turned her head around and gasped at what she saw. Her
mother.
She
smiled the same grin Geri had and mouthed "I love you too, Mama" and
blew her
a kiss. Geri blew one back. After all these years, she'd finally gotten
through to Rachel. 
	Rachel turned back around and followed Emma the rest of the way
to the
dining
room. They sat down with Melanie already there. Rachel began telling
them
about what had just happened not caring if they believed her or not.
Geri sat
down in the empty chair carefully so she wouldn't make any noise and
alarm her
old friends and her daughter, now that Rachel couldn't see her anymore.
She
closed her eyes and listened to them talking, and laughing, especially
Rachel's giggle. It was almost as if she was alive again, eating with
them.
What had once been five young women on a Girl Power Mission, had sadly
and
dramatically become two women and their goddaughter on a mission to
survive.

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