The boy in the ceiling pt1

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This is weird. I low-key kinda high rn so if this is bad just ignore that.

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Nwmgrimeyy

Aug 21 , 2003

Arthur,6

I ran down the stairs seeing my mom sitting at the table. She quickly put something in her pocket so I couldnt see.

  She stood up smiling " happy birthday hunny" she said handing me a box, wrapped in newspapers

I looked down at her pocket sighing " thanks mom" i said hugging her before running up the stairs

I sat on my bed opening the box seeing a small mp3 three player " wow" i said

Before i could turn it on i heard a loud noise come from above me. I jumped slightly standing up running out of the room expecting for the ceiling to fall or something. I stood there for a while before walking back into the room hearing someone talking.

I got on top of my bed so i could hear better " hello" i said

I heard some shuffling " who said something" a faint voice from above me said

I tilted my head confused since there was no up for there to be someone talking. And that's how every day went after that talking to the boy in the ceiling. But as i got older i started going outside more and i met my nigga loaded. Eventually I started to pay less attention to the boy in the ceiling. But that dosent mean i stopped hearing him..

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Aug 21, 2020

Arthur

I was in my room looking for my phone when it started to ring. I looked around but eventually found in under my bed against the wall. I reached around for it pulling something out but it ended up being my old mp3 player. I stared at it for a second before looking up at the ceiling. A loud thump could be heard i shook my head dropping it back behind the bed getting my phone.

  I answered it and before i could say anything " its yo c day nigga where are you?" He asked

I laughed " its early as fuck, im still at my house" i said

I pulled the phone away from ear hearing a door slam from above. I rolled my eyes " we finna drink today" i said

Loaded shook his head " nah bruh im tryna remember your nineteenth" he said

I rolled my eyes " well im not. Im tryna get fucked up and end up not sleeping in my house" i said

Laoded laughed " nah i see you big bruh we gon find you a bitch" he said

I laughed shaking my head walking down the stairs " i dont need your help" i said

Before he could say anything a loud thump could be heard from up the stairs this time sounding alot less faint. " what was that" he asked

I pulled my gun out " i dont know but i'll call you back" i said hanging up

I walked up the stairs stopping beside the door i heasitiently walked in seeing someone sitting on the ground holding his head. He was darksin and around my age, his dreads were almost shoulder leanth and he was wearing a white and beish outfit.

  I lifted my gun up catching his attention " what the fuck you doing in my house" i asked

He put his hands up slowly standing up " hold on." He said

I looked at him confused " hold on? Nigga you snuck into my house how bout you hold this whole clip" i said

He shook his head quickly " my names cee or charles. You sound really familar." He said

Then it hit me, this nigga was the guy i was hearing above me. I lowered my gun slightly " how did you get in here" i asked

Cee rubbed the back of his neck looking up " i uh fell through the ceiling" he said

I looked but there wasnt a hole the ceiling looked the same " im not stupid, if you dont quit playing around on god imma empty this clip" i said

Cee sighed " look i dont know man. I was in my house and I fell through the floor and ended up here" he said

I shook my head " there is no up there." I said

Cee nodded " yeah and i thought there wasn't a down here but i guess we were both wrong." he said

I tucked my gun away " y-your the boy in the ceiling" i said

Cee nodded nervsouly " happy c day man" he said

Then it all started to come back to me ever since that day i would talk to him thinking i was just imagining things and it would hurt anyone to have someone to talk to. I told him that day that it was my birthday and all about my mp3 player he always listened and never interupted he told me he didnt have many friends., he basicaly grew up with me and i didnt even know him. I trusted him with my life and i didnt even know him.

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