'Corbyn's P.O.V'
My eyes narrow as I see them talking together about Me. He's suppose to be my best friend, how can he betray me and talk to that.... that Human?
I watch as Jonah says goodbye and he dispappers.
The guy who is now living in my house, sits back down on the sofa. I think Jonah had told me his name is Daniel..... Anyways, I don't care.
Slowly I started to float right up, through the ceiling and right into my old bedroom I for sure knew was right there.
I lay down on the new bed Daniel had placed there and close my eyes.
How dare he? The nerve to redecorate my bedroom.
I had decorated it myself when I was still alive and I was pretty proud of it myself.
I've lived under the same decoration for almost a century and now he's going to change it?
Not only my room, actually. He had the nerve to change the whole damn fricken house.
He even got this thing called electricity. That's cool though. I really like the T.V. I can control it.
With a sigh I think back to the time I just died.
I can still clearly remember every thing from the time I lived. How good my life had been with my parents until the murder happened.
I could still remember the faces of those humans.
The way amused shown in their eyes when they maimed my parents and saw my pain.
The way they chuckled when they had killed my mom. How they clearly enjoyed it when they killed me.
I remember I closed my eyes and died that day, but only seconds later I woke up.
I had been so confused back then. I mean, who wouldn't be confused when they saw their own body under them. I could even see he killers, they were still there.
I cried when they positioned my body in the closet in my room.
I screamed at them, but they couldn't hear me. I even tried to hurt them, but my hands went right through them.
I followed them outside, but after they left the ground that belonged to their house, it was as if I walked against an invisible wall.
I couldn't leave the ground, and I still can't.
The next day I had followed every thing from the moments they found our bodies.
I followed the police investigation, trying to get them to notice me, but soon I reized it was no use. They wouldn't hear me Anyways, so I just sat there and watched.
That's all I did for a few years.
Until the investigation was put on a stop. The murderers went found and wouldn't even found.
That's exactly the year I developed my intents hate for every human being.
They're all the same. They don't care about anybody but them selves.
That's why they closed our case so quickly.
I never saw my parents again after their murder. I assume they more through the light. To heaven.
I never saw the light. I was never given a chance to leave this horrible place called Earth, even though I want to. I would leave immediately when I would be given the chance to. All I do here is hate every one except myself.
I'm lonely......
Of course Jonah is here, but he was only here recently. He died only recently and showed up here.
It's weird. He can go where ever the hell he wants, but maybe I'm just bound to the place where I was murdered.
Jonah also told me he had been in heaven before. Sometimes he's free and comes to visit me. He isn't actually really aloud to go out, but he wanted to see me again.
I'm glad be came here though. He's a real friend to me. I missed him over the years.
All I did the last 80 years is scare people away. It's surprising how many people are interested in hunted houses.
It all stares when my house started to get into disrepair a bit. A young couple came in one evening. It was clear they were here after their date for a little adventure.
The boy knew the house was still died with furniture and since their parents apparently couldn't know they were together, they came here to have sex.
A few years earlier I had learned how to get visible so people could actually see me and hear me. I learned how to touch stuff and how to change my appearance between my normal form to my maimed form.
I had watched the couple angry. They were going infringe my house and I couldnt allow that.
I smile back at the memory. It had been fun to see their faces when my scream sounded through the house.
Then I had let blood seep from underneath the door.
That had been enough to let them flee this place, leaving me alone once again.
But it didn't last long......
Soon enough new people came here. They had heard about the haunted house and wanted to see the weird shit that happened with the couple them selves.
And I showed them. Not one of those so called ghost hunters where brave enough to stay here a whole night. They all just ran away.
That's when one day, someone put a 'for sale sign in front of the house. It angered me so much. They were going to sell my house? No bloody way!
Luckily there aren't many interested. And even when they came to judge the house they left soon after.
I guess they all heard what happened in here and didn't want the house anymore. I watched them leave with a smirk on my face.
I didn't think much of it when on day the brown-hair boy came here with the very familiar lady of the selling company. He would leave anyways.
But I was wrong. Horribly wrong.
The day I saw that 'for sale' sign changed into a 'sold' sign, I didn't know what to do.
I knew it was Daniel who had bought the house. He was the last one who had visited and I immediately regretted not scaring them the day they came to see the place.
I had thought it wouldn't had been necessary, but i was wrong. Apparently Daniel didn't know what had happen here with my family and I.
Immediately I had found my new mission. Get Daniel out of the house as soon as possible. And I swear I tried everything.
He just won't budge.
He's special. And not only cause I have some weird feelings over him I can't place, but he's also the only one that stayes here longer than 24 hours.
He fascinates me. And so do his friends.
Jack and Zach, if I'm right. They are some special humans. They are the ones that made me confused.
They seem to care for each other. I know that the would give their lives for each other and tbas confuses me.
For years I've been hating humans with all of my heart, thinking they are no good and then they come into this house.
I acted like Zach and let him die, but i will never forget the look on his boyfriends face when he had saw that.
It was written in his eyes how he didn't wanted that to happen. It was like he was begging someone to not kill him and take him, but it was to 'late'.
I had watch when he saw his real boyfriend coming in and I could even feel how happy and relieved he was when he realized Zach wasn't dead.
It made me question all my opinions about humans.
Later, Jonah talked to me, telling me that I needed to stop scaring Daniel and I really was over thinking that, but i couldn't let Jonah know.
I yelled at him, screaming how much I hate humans.
"At least talk to him when he tries." Jonah has said and disappeared.
And here I am now, thinking about my past and the present.
Maybe I should just stop scaring that beau.... wait What?
I was so caught up in my thoughts that I didn't hear the T.V Turning off and the footsteps coming closer.
I only snap out of it at the sound of his voice.
"Corbyn?"
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Hey sorry it took me a while to update but here is a chapter in Corbyn's pov hoped u liked it.