Beautiful creature of darkness

Story time.

"Crap, crap, crap, crap! " I looked up at Adam for help. 

 "Don't worry, I'll explain later,  come back here tomorrow. Okay?" I nodded then next thing I knew I was at home.

 "Wow" This was going to take a lot of getting used to. I ended up in the living room were i saw my mom and sisters crying in a group hug. So, i take it they just got the news. A icy tear fell from my cheek and landed on my jacket. Sorrow and sadness overwhelmed me. I grabbed my sleeve and whipped a few more tears from my face. As i attempted to walk towards them, i hit my shin against the coffee table. Seeing my leg go through the table freaked me out, and resulted in me falling. Out of habit i extended my arms out in front of me prepared for the fall. But it never came. realizing my eyes had been closed from the crying, i popped my eyes open right as i hit solid ground. Ahh yes. I was in the basement. Let me rephrase that, i was in the no-way-in-hell-am-i-going-down-there-basement. Any way that was the first thing i noticed. Next i noticed was the pair of dirty sneakers in front of my face. Followed by baggy jeans, Than a black hoodie, and a skeleton face. The hood was propped up on his head, and he looked down at me like he just witnessed his own child blurting out their first words. I pushed my self up off the ground to the best of my abilities and staggered backwards towards the wall, drying my eye from the last tear i had. The skeleton guy who was still fixated at the spot i was at, lifted his head to make eye contact with me. To my surprise- this dude wasn't actually an up and walking skeleton. He was a boy painted up to look like one for Halloween, or something.

"Hello Sammy, do you remember me?" Shock and confusion washed over me.

 "What? no! how do yo know my name?" I said.

"Oh, you must have been too young to remember me, let me re-introduce myself. Hi, hello, my name is George. Call me Georgie if you must." He walked closer to me and half bowed.

"And how do you know me?" I asked confused out of my skull. he took his hood of to reveal a full head of jet back hair.

"A figment of your imagination they said, a doodle on a page, just a bump in the night." He flicked his hands dramatically from left to right.

"What do you mea-" He cut me off.

 "I!" he proclaimed "Am your guardian of the night, i grow as you grow, i go were you go" He paused. "but Sammy as you have found out, you are dead. Which gives me roaming rights"

 'What is up with this dude?' I thought

 " I, as your guardian of the night, am still connected to you. Only difference is that you can see me now, and that i do not need to follow you everywhere anymore. I.Have.Roaming.Rights. Don't take this the wrong way, but thanks for dying. You lived a very unadventurous life."  wow. Not sure weather or not to keep being confused or offended.

"like a day too soon." i finally blurted out.

"Well, sorry for pouring salt in the open wound, but its true." soon enough my body untensed and i crossed my arms standing up straighter. "When you were younger, you were less immune to the veil separating the living and not so living. You and i would talk often. you had to have been no more than four years old." he pulled out a folded piece of paper from his pocket. " You were quit the little artist too. You would draw me everywhere, and tell everyone about me. But as time passed, You Started to become immune and your mom finally convinced you to forget about me when you were about five or six. And forget about me, you did." he handed me the paper and i unfolded it. On it was a badly drawn stick figure wearing a hoodie covering the head with a skeleton face on it. Underneath the picture in big messy hand letters was the name Georgie. I Smiled then refolded it and handed bit back to him. He tucked it safely in his pocket and continued. "Now, I mainly study living people, so this whole dead thing is new to me too." He studied the room as if looking for answers. "But, seeing that you have been getting advice on your first day already, by that Adam kid, I'll let you two work that out."

"Wait,  so your not...dead? "

He chuckled "nope. Silly goose, you see,  once a child is born so is their guardian. As a infant, you sorta design your own. Thanks for making me look pretty epic and creepy by the way."

 "No problem." I said unsure.

"Right, well I best be off, time for me to explore some of the world.  Perhaps England first? Not sure, anyway, give me a ring if you need me." He help a pinkie and thumb on his right hand and held it to the side of his face like a phone. Then he was gone. Now what?