"Hello Ghost Boy. We meet again." Desiree said as she smiles at him. (@muses-of-the-memory)
A sudden push of the door would have startled the dead. Then the ghost boy kicked it shut with the back of his shoe. A loud bang followed that rattled the walls. He was finished with all thoughts for eons. He didn't have the strength to utter a soft signature sigh. Stumbling across his familiar floor, making sure he didn't trip on the rug or finish line. Same thread of thought on the spool. After that he flop onto his own bed with a thud.
Then as he was about to shut his eyes. They popped open wide with worry. As he heard a gentle and calm voice mock him. Now he wishe he never shown up. He should have taken the offer to stay with a friend.
"Please... why... now.. what did I do?" He groaned. Agitation thick as he said rolling on to his back "what do you wish for now?"
