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I sat in the grass, next to a grave of a young one who died. His name was Tommy Innit Minecraft, brother of the king, Wilbur Soot Minecraft. Sally, one who had died from suicide, my own sister. She was the king's girlfriend, they had a child, Fundy. Fundy was... peculiar to say the least. They would always put flowers at Sally's grave, she would always then hug me, I was his aunt none-the-less.
I heard a faint guitar and violin play. I just hummed with the tune.
A young ghostly figure was sitting next to me, he seemed happy at the tune that was being played and hummed. He had been my friend since a month after his death.
Tommy was his name. I had a nickname for him, Flowerchild, he didn't very much so like the nickname... but I thought it fit him! I mean, hey! He said it was a good nickname too! As for Fundy, as they went by the pronouns, he/they/she, I gave him the nickname of... Precious-Petal.
You see, I love any kind of flower there is, but my favorite is (F/FL). They're so beautiful and (FL/C).... I have always had one in my hair.
Me and Tommy were just lost in the peace...
Oh! I almost forgot! My name is (Y/N) (L/N)!
Heh... I may seem sweet and bubbly, but that's only a cover up...! Hey! Don't worry about it though! I'm fine!
I'm just...
....
Intimidating.
Tommy just laid his head on my shoulder, I was just smiling at him.
How could he be so peaceful..? He did die...
A few minutes later, the music stops, and I stop humming. I start to hum Tommy's favorite tune of mine.
Mellohi.
I would usually play his favorite disc at my home, Cat.
I heard footsteps behind me and turned around. It was.. Phil..
"Hello there.." He said. "H... Hello.." I replied quietly, knowing he couldn't see Tommy, but still not wanting to disrupt him. "How are you, (Y/N)?" He asked me. "I'm quite fine, what about you..?" I replied back. He just looked at Tommy's grave. "R... Right.." I looked at Tommy, he was peacefully asleep. I heard Phil sigh, and turned my head his way. I tilted my head. "It's okay Phil, he right here, asleep..." I said, looking back at where Tommy was. Phil knew that I was the only one who could see him, he kept it a secret for me, showing respect.
I wonder how it would've been with Tommy alive...
Phil waved goodbye, I did the same back to him. He then walked off, smiling.
