30 days challenge - Writing about fear
Day 10 – Write about a haunted house (Lothy)
Lief had been surprised when he had started to notice. It was not much, of course. Things that were not where you had left them ten minutes ago; noises in empty rooms, especially at night; flowers that were almost dead in a jar when they went to bed and that were bright and colourful again in the morning; little things, that you couldn't help noticing more and more once the first one had come to your attention. There was definitely something going on in the house where Lothy had spent his childhood. It took Lief a while to finally ask his boyfriend about it. He had meant to do so a few times, but had always backed down at the last moment, afraid to sound at best paranoid, and at worst crazy. What he wasn't expecting when he finally mustered up the courage to ask him was Lothy's honest answer:
- Oh, well, they're our ghosts. They've always been here, but people usually don't notice them. It makes them sad, they're lonely. I played with them when I was a kid, they love flowers, you know? There's one that was always happy when I made little crowns for them. They can't wear them because they're ghosts, but sometimes they moved them a bit. You should tell them you've noticed them, they'll be happy! They don’t talk but you can know when they're sad. They break or hide stuff… I think they've been in a good mood lightly.
A honest answer, but a long one, since he kept blabbering about the house's ghosts for a solid fifteen minutes. It was okay though, Lief liked to listen to him when he was like that. And he promised he would try paying more attention to their strange housemates from now on.
