Sight Chapter 11 pt. 2: Who I Have Become

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8:00 p.m. | Oldmerrow River

After walking along the trails, Aislyn and J.D. find themselves over one of the many bridges stretching over Oldmerrow River.

“Well, Sunshine? Don’t stop now.” J.D. says. “Please enlighten me on what exactly caused you to be so reluctant to go back to Bayville now.” With a sigh, Aislyn continues…

– FLASHBACK – [a/n: Aislyn’s narration is italicized, dialogue at the time is regular]

Bayville 10 years ago | Persefoni Home
“Maddie sort of enlightened me as to what happened to me after the accident. I now understood that the beings I could see were ghosts, and that these ghosts were sticking around because they had something they didn’t complete in their lifetime.

Maddie never told me what it was she needed to take care of; she said it wasn’t the right time yet but she planned to tell me one day. I didn’t push her to explain what that meant in case it upset her; she preferred to hang around and just talk, and I found her presence comforting. Aside from dressing extra warmly because of the new chills I was experiencing, having her around wasn’t so bad; I was beginning to think everything might turn out ok after all.

After managing to convince my parents I was okay, for the most part, mid-January rolled around and it was finally time to head back to school.”

“You sure you don’t want me to drive you?”

“I’m fine, mom.”

“Alright, don’t hesitate to call your father and I if you need anything.”

“I won’t.”

“I was oddly nervous to head back to school. I couldn’t wait to see my friends and attempt to step back into the normal life I had before I started befriending dead people and feeling chills.

I left extra early and decided to walk so I could take a look around town on the way. My parents had been quite overprotective since I was released from the hospital, and as a result we’d hardly left home. I’d almost forgotten how everything looked like.”

“Maddie tagged along and I didn’t see any problem with that, she occasionally pointed out locations that held meaning to her as we approached the school. As there was no one around, I spoke back to her freely – this was part of the reason why I’d left so early.”

“I had forgotten that on the first days back to school after any break, we’d have morning pep rallies, and that for these pep rallies, the members of the cheerleading squad would come early to rehearse.”

“Molly, whom I thought was my friend, had overheard me speaking to Maddie, and felt the need to spread that bit of information around the school. Embellishing the details no doubt.”

“I was oblivious to this however, and blindly joined the assembly to watch along with the rest of the students. After the principal gave his welcome back address and school announcements, the squad came out to perform; I have to confess it felt so… wrong to sit and watch them without me. It felt even more wrong to see a girl named Quinn, whom I never particularly got along with because of her rather snobbish demeanor, wear my captain’s uniform.

I was so into the performance, I didn’t notice the whispers going on around me…”

“I didn’t miss them when I got to first period. It was obvious there was a reason why I wasn’t receiving the warm welcome I was expecting.”

“Quiet down, class. This is Ms. Persefoni’s first day back, make sure you do your job and help her readjust in any way you can. Aislyn, dear, you can go on and take a seat in the back.”


As I walked past Molly to the back, because someone else was annoyingly in my seat, I noticed she was avoiding eye contact with me which I found rather odd… In fact, most of my so called ‘friends’ or even acquaintances were avoiding me. I was so confused until lunch rolled around, and I happened to overhear a particular conversation while I was in the bathroom collecting my thoughts.”

“Ha. The whole school is calling her looney already. I wonder if that accident really messed with her brain.”

“You really saw her talking to herself?”

“One hundred percent! I swear it was so creepy.”

“Well, good. She probably deserves it, no one can be that perfect. She was always acting like she was better than us just because she could party and still be top of the class. Quinn is doing a better job as captain anyways, she understands us better.”

“Right? Come on, we’ll be late for 6th period.”

“I hope we don’t run into her, haha.”

“I couldn’t believe my ears… The fact that it was Bernadette and Molly who had somehow tainted my image in the span of half a day stung more than if it had been done by a stranger. I prided myself on never acting better than anyone, it must’ve been some of their own insecurities that caused them to feel that way. I thought I could trust them enough to tell them what happened; the fact that I was so mistaken made me numb with shock.”

“As I stepped out of the bathroom, I noticed a girl I’d only spoken to maybe once or twice standing there. We had several classes together, but our social circles did not overlap. I was wracking my brain trying to remember her name, but she ended up saving me the trouble.”

“Hey, Aislyn, right? Oh, that’s silly of me, everyone knows who you are. I’m Daisy.”

“Right. Hey.”

“It’s good to see you’re alright.”


“Not all of us believe what we hear.”

“I’d like to think that were the case, Daisy, but it’s already looking like it’s not…”

“Despite Daisy’s rather kind declaration, it was clear she was the only one who felt that way. Everywhere I walked, kids whispered, people laughed. I could’ve called them out on it, make them feel shame. Remind them who exactly I was and all I’ve done for this school. Make them recall how they’d laugh at my house, ask me for favors, almost grovel at my feet because of the person I was, despite me often protesting to that kind of behavior…

But I was too shocked at how eager everyone was to accept the word of one person. Too astonished to see how happy they were to watch me fall… and then I thought, if one person won’t even ask me what happened or how I was, they weren’t even worth trying to win back.

The only problem was, word spread well beyond just the school. People told their family and friends from other neighborhoods; apparently Bayville didn’t have anything better to discuss than the spiraling sanity of Aislyn Persefoni.”

“The ride home on the bus that day was excruciatingly awkward. Thankfully none of the girls from the squad were on my route. Daisy was, however, and she kindly sat next to me while the rest of the kids at least had the decency to hold their whispers until I had gotten off.

Of course, I had my told my parents that my day was okay. I did not want to recount just how horrible it was to anyone, except for Maddie who was waiting for me in my room when I returned. She felt horrified; saying it was all her fault. I told her it was mine, but she apologized profusely and left… I never saw her again.”

“Later that evening I received a call from Tristan telling me to come outside. I hadn’t realized until I heard his voice that I didn’t see him at school all day. I was so angry. Was he avoiding me? I couldn’t imagine him just accepting what he’d heard without at least talking to me.”


“Hey? That’s what you have to say to me? How could you do this? How could you just take the word of Molly, who might I remind you, you don’t even like, and whomever else, over me? Your girlfriend.”

“Aislyn, cool it!”

“No I won’t ‘cool it’ I have a right to be angry; infuriated. I–”



“If you could pause your tirade for two seconds, you could let me explain that I wasn’t even at school today. I don’t have a clue what you are talking about.”

“You could imagine how sheepish I felt.”

“Remember on the night of… the game. When I had said I had something to tell you?”


“Well, I was scouted by this private academy specializing in sports. I transferred during winter break.”


“I know. I wanted to discuss it with you, but given what happened… I didn’t get the chance.”

“ I wasn’t sure what to say to that so he just continued.”

“The place is three hours from here, and we have a curfew. I had to beg the coach to let me come here to see you, he’s waiting in the car around the corner, I have to head back soon.”

“Tristan… I…”

“Are you okay?”


“That’s all I care about and all I came to see. I could care less about what happened at school, but if you want to talk about it…”

“No it’s okay, I’m sorry. This is great; I know how driven you are to pursue this professionally. Congratulations.”

“Thanks… So… interested in making this work long distance?…”

“I caught up with Tristan a bit before hugging him and sending him off. I felt terrible for exploding at him like that. In all the time we had been together, we’ve never fought… I was relived to know he wouldn’t get swept up in the fiasco going on at school. But even that bit of good news wasn’t enough to raise my rather depressed mood. I went to the yard and threw my hat in a burst of anger… How could things have fallen apart so fast?”

“Woah there, kiddo. What did the hat do?”

When I didn’t answer, my father took in my expression and came to console me.”

“Hey now, you know that you can talk to us about anything, right?”

“Yeah dad… I know.”

“Whatever it is you’re thinking about, I’m sure it’ll pass… and if it doesn’t, you know we’ll support you no matter what.”

“I wasn’t sure what I was expecting… maybe I let my dad’s words influence me, but school the next day was worse than the day before. Quinn was banking on whatever rumors Molly had spread about me. Granted, they were true, but no one knew that besides me… and Maddie, who was gone now.”

“Were you expecting to just waltz back in here and act like the queen of the school again? Tristan’s gone now and– ”

“I never acted like–

“Bernadette yanked my hair back to stop me from speaking. I couldn’t believe these were really the same girls I had spent so many years with. They didn’t even hesitate to turn against me.”

“Whatever speech Quinn had prepared, I wasn’t about to give her the satisfaction of delivering it. I shook off the girls and looked at them all in the eyes – Molly at least had some shame and avoided meeting my gaze, this was all her fault after all. I decided I would just say what I wanted, and leave with my head held high.”

“I’m a big believer in karma, Quinn and if you think ruling over these spineless cowards is so great, then I hope this power trip of yours was worth it to you, because it sure as hell doesn’t appear that way to me.”

“After that I marched out of school and never stepped foot back in again. I decided to tell my parents that I’d fallen too behind because of all the days I’d missed last semester, and would prefer to be homeschooled. That didn’t sit to well with my mom.”

“Tell me the truth!”

“I did!”

“Aislyn Clarissa Persefoni. You are lying to me and I demand to know why.”

“I’m not!”

“My mother knew there was more to me wanting to leave school than falling behind. But what could I say? That I was becoming an outcast and bullied because I was seen talking to myself? After I’d tried so hard to convince them I was alright… I couldn’t.”

“What?! You’re ok with this? With letting her stay?”

“I promised her we’d support her no matter what.”

“She is the top student in that school. Do you honestly believe that she wouldn’t be able to catch up on a few weeks’ worth of information?”

“It doesn’t matter what I believe, what matters is what’s best for her.”

“Marco! She’s keeping things from us. I still hear her speaking in the night. I can’t take this, I can’t see my baby girl go like this.”

“She’s not going anywhere, and neither are we.”

“People in town are starting to say things.”

“So? Everything will be ok with time, as long as we stick together and believe it will.”

“It broke my heart to see my parents argue. It was clear that their opinions regarding the actions to take with me were split. Seeing ghosts was not a common side effect of a head injury, the doctors had already made their diagnosis which was definitely off the mark, so telling my parents otherwise would only make them worry. I was on my own… I thought that my choice was what was best however it appeared my actions had the opposite effect.”

“That’s just it, Marco. I’m not so sure I want to.”

There were already tensions growing in the house after the accident, but my dad supporting my decision to be home-schooled was the breaking point. As the weeks dragged on my parents argued more and more until eventually my mother came home one day after filing for divorce. After that, my father was unceremoniously voted out of his own company by the board because of all the time he was spending at home teaching me after mom left – taking half of everything except the house with her because she said she couldn’t bear to be in it.

If all of these incidents were affecting my father in any way, he didn’t show it. He acquired all the materials needed to meet the graduation requirements and spent every day with me preparing for standardized tests. He helped me apply for colleges, and became both parents because he had to.

Days turned to weeks… and weeks to months, eventually summer rolled around and I had succeeded in getting my high school diploma and into college. Tristan, whom I had been staying in touch with via occasional phone calls and e-mails, was coming back to Bayville for a few weeks before going to a university across the country that gave him a full ride on a sports scholarship.”

“On his first day back we decided to go on a date at our favorite spots.”

“You’re wearing glasses now… They’re cute.”

“Hey, guess what? I just saw that girl you used to go to school with? You know. The crazy one who dropped out after a car accident scrambled her brain. She’s with a cute boy though…”

“Whenever I had gone out with my dad, to restaurants or for groceries, he initially used to yell at anyone who would talk about me. After a few weeks of that he got tired and got good tuning them out. I felt sorry for what I was putting my father through. You’d think that for a town as large as Bayville was, people would learn to let things go, but no.”

“Are we going to discuss that?”

“I hadn’t let Tristan in on anything that had happened at school or afterwards, I wasn’t sure if he’d heard anything from his old teammates, but I didn’t want to ask. When we spoke I wanted to escape from what happened, not re-live it, so I deliberately kept the conversations focused on him or anything else.”

“Discuss what?”

“Aislyn, you aren’t really going to pretend you didn’t overhear what that cashier just said on the phone? Because I– ”

“Let’s go for a walk.”

“It was clear Tristan wasn’t planning on letting the conversation drop this time, but he followed me along the path to one of our favorite spots in town anyway. After a few minutes of painful silence, he gently reached for me and turned me to face him.”

“That’s enough, Aislyn. We need to talk. You can’t keep pretending like nothing happened, because I know something did.”

“Why? Did you hear something from someone?”

“There. There it is again, you keep spinning the subject instead of addressing the issue. I don’t know what happened, I didn’t hear something from anyone, and I’m only interested in hearing anything from you!”

“Sorry to disappoint, but I don’t have anything to say.”


“Because nothing happened.”

“How can you lie to my face like that.”

“I’m not lying.”

“Yes you are.”

“Why do you care?”

“Are you kidding me, Aislyn? I care because I love you, and I want to know what happened. You stopped going to school, you don’t communicate with any of your old friends…”

“I thought you said you didn’t know anything.”

“Stop spinning this on me, I told you, I only care–”


“What followed that argument was one of the most painfully long silences as I realized the gravity of what I said. I had told the only person aside from my father who still loved me, cared for me, and wanted to understand me to stop doing all of that. Only because I was afraid of telling the truth.”

“Tristan, I–

“No. That’s it. I’m done.”

“I didn’t mean–

“Yes you did. I can’t even recognize you, Aislyn. You may smile and laugh when we talk on the phone, but I can tell it’s not genuine… Something about you has changed and I have a right to know what. I’ll ask one last time. Are you going to tell me what happened after the accident that caused you to… to become this.”

“I couldn’t find it in me to say yes or no. I told myself I would never tell anyone what I could see. There’s no way they would believe it or accept it. Even I couldn’t believe it half the time. My silence was answer enough.”

“Goodbye, Aislyn.”

“The breakup was the last straw for me. Tristan was the only person I had whom reminded me of the person I used to be. Now, if he was going to be out of my life, that chapter had finally closed, and all that remained was this person I was now.

The person who could see ghosts, and lied and said she couldn’t, who learned how traitorous some friends could be and how painfully easy it was to come crashing down from the top. What made all of this worse, was that the other person who was suffering as much as I was was my dad, and he never showed any sign of resentment towards me. Though everything was my fault.”

“You okay, kiddo?”

“It’s okay if you hate me.”


“After embarrassingly saying what was on my mind, I bolted for the door into the house.” 

“Hey now, slow down.”

“Mom leaving was my fault, you losing your job was my fault, the townspeople whispering every time they see you is my fault. Everything is my fault… And yet you play games with me and smile and laugh like everything is ok when it’s not. I’d feel better if you yelled at me or blamed me but no, you continuously try to make sure I’m okay and it only makes me feel worse about everything!”

“Kiddo, relax. None of this is your fault…

“I couldn’t bear to hear him give me a speech about how he was actually okay and none of it was my fault because both of those statements were false. I stormed inside and my dad was right on my tail and grabbed me.”

“Alright alright, it’s true. None of this was or is easy, kiddo. But do you actually want me to say that I blame you for everything?”


“Well, I won’t. I didn’t think I could love someone as much as I loved your mother until you came along. And if you asked me if would take everything back, your mom leaving, me losing my job, if it meant losing you, then I wouldn’t change a thing. I love you kiddo.”

“But you won’t even ask me to tell you what’s wrong with me.”

“There’s nothing wrong with you, Aislyn; you’re my girl after all.”

“I cried so hard that day; I held onto my dad for hours. When we speak from time to time he jokes that I ran out of tears that day, which is sort of true as I hadn’t shed a tear since then.”

“The rest of the summer passed by more comfortably between the two of us. Eventually it was time to attend orientation for university. I had chosen a private school as far away from Bayville as I could; it was a five hour flight. I vowed to lead a life as different from the one I had in high school as I could. I didn’t date, I didn’t party, I didn’t make friends. I paid extra to live in a single dorm, and completed my four years without socializing whatsoever.”

9:47 p.m. | Oldmerrow River
The sun was now completely out of sight, and the moon was high up in the sky. Aislyn’s voice was feeling slightly hoarse, “Life in university and after is another time and another story, but you get the gist now of why I have no desire to step back into Bayville.”

“Actually, no. I don’t.” J.D. says. “Are you kidding me? What did I just spend the past few hours explaining?” Aislyn says exasperated. “You told me about yourself, Sunshine. The person you were and how you changed. Yes, Bayville was the place were all of that happened, but it’s been years… Do you honestly expect the townsfolk to be still be whispering as you walk by?”

“You are grossly oversimplifying things.” Aislyn says. “Am I?” J.D. challenges.

“It’s not the people I’m afraid of so much as the town itself, I have nothing but bad memories there.”

“All the more reason for you to go back and make some good ones. Honestly, Sunshine, I think in this scenario you are just running away from a situation you don’t want to confront. You spend most of your time helping ghosts with their unfinished business. It’s time you handle some of your own…”


Thanks for reading! I should really not make posting date promises because I can’t seem to keep them, lol. Fun fact: this chapter needed three different cities/save files to create and one of them kept crashing which is the reason for the delay :’) Sorry for the heavy-ish material as of late, this is all that necessary deep stuff to help get a feel for Aislyn as a character. Looking back there was so much arguing, yikes! I promise next weeks chapter shall be lighthearted and also less wordy because these are getting exhausting to write XD.

I shall mention once again that the poses I used in this chapter in nearly all the scenes of Aislyn and her dad are from the ‘Troubled Teen’ pose set by Bee from Poses by Bee.

I shall now spend the rest of my week catching up on my fellow bloggers’ stories and take a break from writing until Friday, hehe 🙂 I’m finally done with the flashback, yay! Feel free to let me know what you thought, and take care~
xoxo Amy

15 thoughts on “Sight Chapter 11 pt. 2: Who I Have Become

  1. Oh, wow..! First of all, we knew that Aislyn’s friends would turn against her, but I never expected it would be so quick or so easy for them to do so..!
    Also I can see why Aislyn blames herself for her parents’ divorce, but judging from her mom’s behavior, it was to be expected she’d bolt as soon as things got really tough.
    But what happened with Tristan was so painful to read..! Poor guy wanted to be supportive. It’s not certain that he would be, once he heard everything Aislyn had to say, but she never gave him a chance… I guess all this rejection from the world got to her more than she’d like to admit.
    But I have to agree with JD, maybe it’s finally time to face her past!
    That was such a great chapter! I see Aislyn in a slight different light now and I’m so looking forward to read what’s next! 🙂

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    1. Yeah, her mom is the kind of person who bails when the going gets tough… Tristan is just the sweetest, even in-game he’s too kind, and you’re right that he may not have stuck around once he heard, but Aislyn will never know since she didn’t try like you said. Yay, I really wanted to convey the kind of person she is since she hasn’t been expressive so far… Thank you! 🙂

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  2. Well, seems like you stepped away from first person and then found a way back! 😀
    Her “friends” are really horrible, but her dad is pure gold. She shouldn’t have pushed Tristan away without explanation, just because she chickened out. He really deserved to know… Funny that now that Aislyn is more on the quieter side, somehow boys still fall head over heels for her. Gah, she’s just too pretty.
    JD is right, after a few years who would care to make fun of her? And she’ll be able to see her darling father 🙂

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    1. Yeah, I figured trying to narrate the whole chapter from third person would be too hard, so I cheated and made Aislyn tell her tale before stepping back to the normal point of view XD Yeah, she didn’t handle the situation with Tristan well which is why she’s trying to change how she is with Gus now. Thanks I worked hard on her :3 ~ hehe. Thanks for reading!

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  3. Oh jeez. I can’t believe the entire school, and even town, turned against her because of one rumour of her talking to herself. They must have no lives to continually whisper about that one thing, those idiots. And even her mom just leaves without her daughter? Did she even try contact Aislyn after that? What kind of a mother are you lady???
    Poor Tristan. He really was only trying to be a supportive and good boyfriend. I hope he’s happy with someone else now and also karma does bite Quinn etc in the butt!
    Great chapter 😊

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    1. What can I say, the citizens of Bayville aren’t the most kind or caring… Aislyn’s mother included, but there are some exceptions like her dad. You’ll find out what happened to her post-college along with what her parents have been up to in next chapter 🙂 As for Tristan… he’ll resurface further down the line~ Thanks for reading!

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  4. Wow, this really puts a different light on Aislyn and why she is the way she is. I love seeing her background and am so pleased it’s so well worked. I’m really unhappy the town showed such little empathy. I’m super happy to read in your comment to Lila that Tristan will resurface! So awesome! Great chapter!

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    1. Yay, that’s exactly what I wanted to get across~ It’s a shame that she just so happened to be surrounded by people that were eager to see her fall… Yup, he’ll reappear a few chapters down 🙂 Thanks for reading!

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  5. I’m enjoying your story a lot and I’m afraid I’m rather close to being caught up. Really love the screenshots – you’re so thorough! I like your characters as well. Incredible that a large town (city?) like that wouldn’t have better to do than spread the rumours of a silly teen girl. Ugh. No wonder Aislyn decided to stay alone.

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    1. Thank you ❤ I've noticed you've been going through it and yup, you're nearly there~ I really appreciate it! (I've been using town and city interchangeably though there's technically a difference in size, lol) Yeah, people love to gossip, especially the folk of Bayville… Thanks again for reading!

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  6. I am sure you have seen my likes! I am almost caught up. You have woven an interesting tale. I really like JD. It’s curious that he is a warm ghost. Can’t wait to see how things develop. 🙂

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  7. YIKES! These are some very fickle people, the denizens of Bayville, and Aislyn’s mom! I definitely didn’t see the mom leaving thing coming at all. What a terribly weak person, I can see why Aislyn would like to consider she was dead. She’d be dead to me, too! At least she had her dad, and I hope he’s still alive and well or I might cry lol. The part with Tristan was really sad, but I can see why, at that point, she would have already hardened herself against people. Especially people who professed to care about her. I wonder what ever happened to Maddie? This was such a good read! I just have to keep pressing next!

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    1. Ahaha, yeah, they certainly didn’t have any issues boarding the hate train straight away 😂 Mmhmm, the reason why her mother was and still is a sore subject for her is because of everything you just saw. Her father on the other hand is just the sweetest; definitely a much more solid parent, and you’ll get to see him soon 😊 Aislyn figured if all that misfortune could happen without her even confirming her parents’ speculations, then being honest would just bring forth even more hurtful results and thus the breakup was an unfortunate inevitability. Interesting you should inquire about Maddie 😏 You’ll find your answer soon enough. Thanks for reading 😄

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