#((ghost?))

Nonagesimus!

1. The Bloody Girl

In our first place; a building connected to other houses on the ground. I always saw a bloody young girl in the shower when I was showering, the girl never moved, talked, or appeared unless it was the shower when I was using it alone with no one else around or in the bathroom.

No one else but me had saw the girl; the girl seemed friendly? I do not know fully since she never did anything, only stayed still in the shower. I had stopped seeing the girl once we moved

2. The Man Eye in The Window

In our second old house, a trailer park that was not fully finished. I was in my bedroom; talking to my annoying younger brother before he started to be a brat.

I turned to look at my window for a second and I had saw a man eye staring at us both but as soon as I looked away from the window, it was gone.

I never saw the eye again after that day; it had only appeared that day, maybe it was my mind playing tricks? Maybe it was a real entity? Maybe it was a ghost? I do not and never will but it was creepy.

A entity in my dreams once again; the entity

The two stories are true; I saw those two entities in my old houses. I was the only one to see both of the entities as I said in the stories and it was creepy.

Only, it’s Darry who answers the door. Who offers food and when that doesn’t work a shower and tries to ignore the scars and dirt. Darry keeps them a secret. On some level it’s selfish, on another he can’t do that to his brothers or to the rest of the gang. He keeps the dead boys in his parents room, no one goes in there anymore, and tries to figure out what to do- stopping by when he can- loosing more sleep.

It doesn’t last forever, as these often don’t… the dead can’t stay for long no matter how alive they look and feel. It’s a lesson really— he has to process and grief and all these other things and on some level he’s a little bitter it’s his friends and not his parents but who wouldn’t be —

Meanwhile Johnny and Dally brought back from the literal dead and having to deal with knowing it’s not for long. It’s for a reason. There’s no catching up or second chances as it might’ve felt at first— the world moves on and you can’t slide back into a life that no longer exists. Serving a higher purpose you don’t remember being made a part of and fighting for a chance? A goodbye? Something.

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Nothing... It was nothing... Don't get yourself scared over nothing. Anyways! Vee's been sketching a Dragon and a Phoenix sort of hugging in a weird they still both look really cool way. Tango has been wanting to draw more dragons recently but he just really likes the Phoenix. This is his compromise!

... It still feels like something is here somewhere... The ghosts! Tango fully believes that the mall is haunted! Always has! They love this stuff! Just... Just can't handle it when the supernatural stuff actually happen to him.

A seven foot tall being whose skin had a consistency like paper, first described in in the 1978 Jan/Feb issue of BUFORA. One particular moment was when it ate some berries after entering the hut and removing its hat to reveal round ears and scant brown hair: it placed the berry into its ear, thrust his head forward transferring the berry to one eye, then once more so that it moved to mouth.