Haunted by the ghost of you

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(I can make a Johnny one to for this story and the next one i'm writting)

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I was washing the dishes when I heard a creak. No one was home as Pony was In school, Darry was at work and so was Soda. 

It had been a month since Dallys death and today was the first day Pony had went back to school. I was real worried about him. 

"Darry? You home?"  I asked. I had stayed home sick from school. 

No answer back. I contuined washing the dishes and once I finished I turned on the TV and grabbed some chips with a soda.

I heard another creak but this one was louder and sounding like a foot step on a board. I looked around starting to get scared trying my best to ignore it. I still hadn't gotten over Dally as we had been on and off talking but didn't really date. 

We loved eachother dearly. 

I contiuned with my show until I heard a voice call my name. 

"I'm done!" I checked the whole house. As I checked Darrys room, things started dropping off selves and swinging at me. 

"STOP!" I cried out.

"PLEASE!" I started crying. 

"Oh Doll, don't you know I love to fuck with ya!?"  I looked up shaking to see Dallys ghost standing with he arm leaning on the door selve. Smoking and smirking. 

"Dal? Dal is that really you?"  "It's really me babe" "B-but i thought you were dead?"  My voice trembles. 

"I am. This is just my Ghost darling. Miss me?" "Every day"   

I run and hug him.  "I gotta get back" "Where to?"  "Where I belong, Internal life" "Oh ok" I kiss him.  "Bye Winston, I love you and miss you. Don't leave"  "I don't plan on it. I love you Doll, Tae care of Pony"  "I am, Tell Johnny I said Hi" 

"Alright, Hey! Take this before I go. I don't have much time. Just know that I'll never forget you and I'm always here with you ok. Always!"  "Ok.."  

"Bye I Love you Winny"  "Bye I love you Sweets" 

I close my eyes and when I open them, He's gone...

"Damn it" I ball to myself. 

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Pony, Darry and Soda finally got home.  

"YOU GUYS WON'T BELIEVE WHAT HAPPENED!" 

"What?"  Darry asks. "This is about to seem so crazy but you have to believe me! Dally was here! A few hours ago he came back and told m-"  "Y/N I think you need to take a break. Your seeing and hearing him which Is normal during grief but I think you should see someone" 

"NO NO! I'm not making this up! He even was throwing stuff at me for a joke. Follow me!"  

"Y/N, I get your upset but you can't just mess up my room!"  "NO I SWEAR! Please believe me..." I start to cry.

"lOOK!"  I grab his necklace he gave me and show them to which they still look unfazed, "C'mon guys! I'm not lying!"   

"I think your mental health is messing up your memory and your trying to cope"  

"Wow... I can't believe your making this whole story up to cover your mess. He just died! Have some respect and stop lying on his name!"  Pony stomps out.

"I'M NOT LYING!"  they leave.  

"Why would you make them think i'm lying Dal.." I cry. 

After a bit its real late at night and it's Friday. The lights are all off and the boys are sitting on the couch. 

I go into the kitchen but stop before I do as I see Dally's Ghost standing there smoking, Smiling at us. 

"Oh my gosh..." 

I turn to look at the guys and they look up at me with a shocked face.  "Oh my gosh you were right!" 

"Have a good time without me gang. I miss ya'll"  "We miss you"  "Good bye, But not forever"  "Good bye..."  

"I'm so sorry" They start apologizing.  "It's okay guys. I know how it must of looked"  

We all hug, crying. "Thank you Dal"  


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