𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚 (discontinued)

𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐨

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𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐲𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰

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GHOSTBUR
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I wake up. Today was going to be like any other.

i push through the day, trying my hardest to not think or remember. i need to forget. forgetting brings happiness.

if i just forget, maybe i can move on. but i know i will never forget. no matter how hard i try.

forget.

i make my way to the manburg ruins to try and salvage anything.

but, i find nothing.

i start to walk the prime path past tommy's old house to see a flash of yellow.

the exact yellow wilbur used to wear.

no. forget. to forget, you mustn't remember. forget. forget. forget.

i move past tommy's old house and continue walking.

i see the flash again.

forget.

i keep moving.

i start running.

running away from that horrid memory.

forget.

he's gone.

forget.

i make it to my house after running.

i lay in my bed.

the only place where i allow myself to remember.

i begin to cry as soon as my head hits my pillow.

he's gone.

he's never coming back.

he died.

remember.

wilbur.

why did you have to do this?

this world could have been harmonious.

we could have tried.

remember.

tried to make things better.

but you didn't want that.

i loved you.

before all of pogtopia and manburg.

remember.

when it was just us.

but you'd changed.

i still can't bring myself to hate you.

remember.

you'd blown up my home.

you'd blown up my pets.

you'd blown up everything.

remember.

i hate you.

i love you.

i can't live like this;

crying in my bed.

i have to get over it.

i wipe my tears and get up from my bed.

forget.

i walk outside to get fresh air.

forget.

i see a blue sheep.

i frown in confusion,

i'd never seen a blue sheep in the wild.

it has a lead around it's neck.

i walk over to the sheep and see its name tag.

"friend," i say, verbally reading the name tag.

"yes! that's his name!" i hear a soft voice exclaim.

i take in a sharp breath and back away from the sheep.

"w-will? n-no. that's not will. h-he's gone. will is gone. he's dead. he died. he's gone. r-right? forget. if you forget you'll move on. forget. forget. that sheep didn't speak like wilbur, it's just my mind. You need to forget. forget. forget." i start to yell, pulling out strands of my hair, breaking down.

"well- please don't cry. yes i am dead, but i'm a ghost now! ghostbur! and this is my sheep! his name is friend!" the voice says, his body now coming into view.

the yellow.

he looks exactly like wilbur.

"n-no he's gone. it's just my over-active imagination! i'm going crazy. he's not here, he's gone" i try comforting myself, saying it's just my imagination, but it's not true.

i start crying.

forget.

"please don't cry. here, have some blue. blue always makes me feel better." ghostbur says.

i take the blue from his hand, and immediately drop it when i feel that it's real.

he's actually there.

my yellow.

my sun.

my dandelion.

my stars.

he's here.

"w-wilbur?" i ask tentatively.

"it's ghostbur now." he confirms.

"ghostbur. do you remember me?" i ask.

"yes! you're y/n. alivebur liked you a lot." he says.

"i hope so." i say with a slight smile.

"i missed you so much." i utter, bringing my hand to his slightly transparent face.

he leans into the touch, and brings his hand up to meet mine.

"i missed you too." he says quietly.

"i can't believe you're here." i mumble.

"i can. i think the only memories i remember are the good ones." he says, bringing me in to a hug.

you may think that hugging ghosts would be impossible, and i would've agreed.

but he was solid.

i hugged back immediately, wrapping my arms around his neck.

he stuck his head in the crook of my neck, bringing us closer.

"i loved you." i voice quietly.

"i know" he mumbles into my neck.

i knew that even if i tried,

i could never forget his yellow.

FIN.

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