Haunt

Chapter 1

The Haunted Tower in Boo Woods may have appeared small from the outside but inside of it, was a huge building. Of course, it was built to give shelter to more than one-hundred boo occupants, so it was required to have many rooms, amongst other things to entertain the boos.

One boo was hovering around in his dormitory room. He materialized a large purple book in front of him. He quickly turned through the pages until he found the page he was searching for. "This illusion doesn't look too hard to master, maybe I should try this one!" The boo said to himself. The boo raised his small appendages in front of him and closed his eyes tightly. A gray substance began to form in front of him, it began to grow for a moment before it suddenly began to dissipate, grow and then disappear entirely. The boo groaned in frustration. "I almost had it this time!" He tutted.

A voice started to reach him. "What are you doing, Boollivan?" Another boo similar in appearance to him revealed himself beside him, surprising Boollivan. "B-Booligan! Don't you ever sneak up on me like that again!" Boollivan scolded.

Booligan was his best friend and one of the only boos Boollivan trusted. Hence why he chose him to be his dorm roommate. Boollivan was always treated as the outcast of the Haunt Booniversity. He was a slow learner and was behind in class. In spite of that, Boollivan was still a very intelligent boo overall and aced on every test he took, except for one problem. It was a major talent that every boo needed to learn that he was lacking in: the ability to cast illusions.

Illusions were what made a boo who they were. It was what made a boo different from the rest. There were never two boos that were alike. They may have all looked the same, but every boo had a different personality and skill. Illusions properly defined their personalities but perhaps Boollivan was just a late bloomer. That's what he thought anyway. Maybe there was a reason for him being a late bloomer to learn illusions, but Boollivan wasn't too sure what it was quite yet.

Booligan was the only one that accepted him as a true boo that had potential to be one of the best ever. Even if Boollivan wasn't sure himself, he respected Booligan for believing in him.

Booligan laughed, tongue lolling out in pleasure. "Sorry for sneaking up on you like that. It's just in our nature. Working on more illusions, I reckon? How's it coming along."

Boollivan sighed in dismay. "Same as always... I try to accomplish something and it keeps failing. I don't know what I'm going to show off tomorrow at show and tell. If I don't have any illusion to show again, I'm going to be made fun of further. Once we graduate, I'm more than likely not going to be the one picked to defend our woods from the Broomies..." the boo frowned, his beady eyes gazing at the floor.

"Hey cheer up, Boollivan! You'll get there eventually. We still have time until graduation. Don't beat yourself up. All you need is a little confidence and I'm sure you can do an amazing illusion. You just gotta believe in yourself. The reason why your illusions are failing, might be because you don't have a positive attitude towards it. Your illusion knows what you're feeling. Be more confident that you can do it and I'm sure it'll come out for you." Booligan advised.

Boollivan turned his attention to his friend, his eyes lit up. "Thanks Booligan! I can always count on you to make me feel better!"

"Not a problem, Boollivan. I'm certain that you can pull off one of the best illusions and knock those cruel boos dead." Booligan replied with a huge toothy grin plastered on his face. "Come with me. There are other boos, treated like outcasts that I'd like you to meet. Maybe you could try practicing with them."

"I-I don't know if that's such a good idea. What if they don't accept me?" Boollivan asked, hesitantly.

"I have a strong feeling they will accept anyone in their group," Booligan answered.