𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕾𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖓 - 𝕭𝖔𝖔

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TRIGGER WARNING: TEENSY WEENSY BIT OF VIOLENCE

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I stared at the ceiling the whole night. I got up, not bothering to change, and left my room. I said bye to my mom, she didn't notice. No one did.

I stalked over to an old house as a throbbing pain took over my head. This was one of my favorites to visit. The bleak furniture needed dusting, the windows needed cleaning, and the dishes hadn't been washed in god knows how long. But that wasn't my job. Hell, I didn't even have a job. My favorite chore in this house is to water the flowers. Simple. I even set up a schedule. Every few days, I come here to check on the chrysanthemums.

After a healthy dose of water, I leave, not bothering to shut the door behind me since it was never opened in the first place. I float to two Youtubers I watch, Ryan and Shane from BuzzFeed Unsolved. Luckily, they are investigating the house I am in, the perfect chance to haunt it. Everyone assumes their ghost videos are fake, but no one thinks that the ghost may be trying to promote these two. The ghost may get a kick out of it, too. Scaring two people is fun especially when the people are funnier.

I close my eyes, a seed of fear settling deep in my stomach. I don't know why I'm scared. Maybe it isn't fear. Maybe it's sadness. Eh, I can still visit my friends. Or the gang I am in, the Shadow Hunters. Well, I was in. I sigh, my headache returning with twice as much force.

One guy, Theodore, died in the same fight as me. That dumbass could barely hear them coming. I wouldn't put the blame entirely on him, though he did fall asleep on guard duty. Poor guy didn't get any sleep the night before.

I always thought I'd be a pretty funny ghost. And I am, don't get me wrong. I scare other ghosts a lot (Theo mostly). I even scare normal people. Once, I possessed a woman at a grocery store and summoned oranges to throw at people randomly. I think the woman got arrested. But being a ghost isn't very fun. We can't sleep. We can possess animals and people, sometimes objects.

See, the mind is kind of like a house. A moldable house, but a house nonetheless. A house that has four walls. Sometimes these walls are up, most times they're down. These walls are the mind's only defense mechanism. Kinda concerning, isn't it?

The mind is straightforward to control. When the walls are down, the mind is vulnerable, in a way. Some people can even see, hear, or control your thoughts. Ghosts, like me, can easily control these thoughts, along with the body, while possessing them.

When I was alive, I always thought I would be a good ghost. Not something like Casper, or King Boo, but a silly one. And I am. Once, I possessed a goat just to unlock the owner's house and eat his wife's hair. It didn't taste good.

Sometimes when I am really, really bored, usually at night, I go to an intensely religious priest just to possess him and do something silly. Like eating 5 whole Welch's packs. Woo wee, his wife wasn't happy about finding him passed out on the floor, with less memory than me on test day.

Although to become a ghost, one has to die first. I died after getting shot in the head. Theodore, however, had a rather silly death. He woke up suddenly to the Blackjacks barging into our base. in his delusional state, he tripped over his feet and hit his head on the doorknob, unlocking the door for the vampires outside.

They swarmed our little cabin as if they had planned this for a long time. Most of the members left through the back exit. I was the last one to leave. As I shut the door behind me I noticed that the others had gone pretty far away from where I was. That's when I noticed another woman, clad in black.

She held a pistol to my head and fired it without hesitation. I fell back from the impact. As I lay there on the floor, life flashing before my eyes, the woman's face became more clear.

"I'm sorry," Sapphire says, closing my eyes.

Now I wait. I wait for the perfect time to take my revenge. I follow the Blackjacks around, especially Sapphire, to find the perfect time to strike. 

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Oh wow wee I wonder what will happen next. 👀

I hope you enjoyed this little twist in the story

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