The Ghost Of Newt

Chapter One

Have you ever thought about Newt's ghost? You know, when he died in the book? I never. I was clearly proven wrong.

Last week, me and my bestfriend, Stevanny, bought an Ouija board from some garage sale. The owner was our new neighbour. Apparently, he only moved here 2 weeks ago. He said the previous owner left some weird junks.

He sold the board for $15, but thanks to Stev blonde flipping hair charm, we only had to pay $2. A win win actually. The dude looked exactly like Minho from the Maze Runner and Stev adores him.

The next day, Stev and I agree to meet up at my tree house. My house is kinda like a Mansion. My mom and dad income are plenty so we might as well say we're rich. But they always so busy and Stev was the only one who accompany me.

"Finally! You came! I was waiting for like 3 minutes and 48 seconds, " she gave it a duh tone. She's always being sarcastic. I blame Minho for this. "Come on, lets just play," I put the board in front of us. We played as the instructions said, but nothing happened. We waited for like a half hour but nothing happened. "Well this is boring. Good bye!" Stev cheered.

We stop playing the board. It was left there in my tree house.

5 days later, I was so bored. Stev had left to visit her grandma in Canada. Mom and Dad had to go to Asia for some business trip. I stumbled upon my treehouse so I climb in. I look around to find the Ouija board. 'Can't hurt if I play it alone right?' I thought.

My curiosity won over my body. I played the board by myself. "Is anyone here with me?" I look around. Nothing. I asked the same question over and over for almost an hour. When I sigh, I hold my hand from the planchette. I know I'm not supposed to do that, but I'm starting to doubt the game. Suddenly, the planchette moved itself to 'Hello'. I look up and saw it clearly. I put my finger back to the planchette. "Hello, are you a good spirit?" I asked. It moved to 'Yes'. "If I may, how did you die?" I asked again. 'Gunshot' it spelled. It reminded me of Newt. "I'm Bay. What's yours?" I think I'm starting to warm up to this game. It spelled 'Newt' slowly. I was shocked. My eyes widened as I'm the only one who saw that. "The real one?" I mumbled to myself. 'One and only' he spelled.

I have lots of questions in my head and he answered it perfectly. Can't believe he's real. "How's life there? In the other side?" I smiled to the board. 'Same more lame' he spelled. I can't fell anything but sorry for him. His bestfriend killed him. 'Don't be sad' he spelled again. "I'm not sad. I just don't want to see anyone suffer, " a tear drop falk from my cheek. My blue eyes were bloodshot. 'You can keep me' he spelled again. Keep?. "How?" I asked. 'Burn my paper' he spelled. "The one where you die?" I asked. The planchette moved to 'Yes'. Thank fully I ripped off the page and carried it everywhere. I burn the page on top of the board. Then, the planchette moved itself to 'GoodBye'. "Wait, Newt! Where are you?" I said. It was hopeless. But the someone tap my shoulder and as turned around, I see Newt on his glader outfit smirking at me. He hugged me. "Did I just turned someone back to life?" I panicked. "No. I'm still dead, Bay. Only you who could touch and see me," he chuckled.

"You gonna go wander the world? Go ahead," I said. "Nah, I'm staying. You seems to be lonely and fun. I'm yours anyway!" He told. I gave him a confused look. "You own the board so you own me. Dont burn or give it to someone else. The board's gone, I'm gone, " he said sternly.

"Can I haunt your bloody Mansion. It looks cool," he look up to the house. "You can even haunt my room," I said as I walk to the house with the board on my hand.

I gave him a tour. Turns out he could walk through stuff, teleport and float. But he chose to walk. "So, can I stay in your room? I don't really sleep anyway," he said. I nod. "If I'm changing, just get out," I warned him about that one.

"Night, love," he said as he dissappear into thin air. It's only 4PM.