The commentator who stopped speaking

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"Who is he dad? That old man over there, walking right in front of our garden" I said pointing out of the window.

"He's our neighbor son, his name is Billy Brooke"

"What does he do dad? How come I've never seen him around?"

"He's retired now but he was a legendary commentator in his time. When I was in school we used to watch soccer matches just because of his commentary. The man was simply brilliant ! He had the perfect mix of humor and style and he was loved nationwide by all the soccer fans."

"Damn! We have a famous neighbor"

"People used to call him Silly Billy for his jokes!" My dad said laughing. "But something bad happened to him son, and now he is forever silent and quiet. Distancing himself from people and society. "

"What happened to him dad?" I asked

"I'm not sure of what had exactly happened. But during a Man Utd - Chelsea match, Billy just started to rant things during his commentary. Things like ** Stop Jim! Please don't do it, I thought we were friends. I knew you from childhood** and then ... Silence. People say he hasn't said a word from that day."

"How is that possible? How can a man live without saying a word, for years." I questioned.

"I don't know son. Some people say Billy is possessed by someone called Jim. So stay away from him. I don't fancy all this ghost business. I guess I'll go to sleep now, lots of work tomorrow. Take care Deon. Goodnight "

"Goodnight Dad!" I said with a slight smirk hanging on my lips.

Its not too far. I mean he's just lives right next door. A small visit wouldn't hurt, maybe dads just being paranoid

... I thought and i snuck out of the house to see Mr. Billy Brooke.

Ding.. Dong

The door slowly creaked open and Billy Brooke just stood at his door and stared at me with an eerie calmness

"Hi I'm Deon, I live right next door and this is my friend Candy. We came together to say hello. Candy! say hello to Mr. Brooke.... Candy? Candy where are you?" I said a bit disappointed.

"So Jim... Its a long time since Ive seen you friend. Din't know you lived right next door."

"Jim?.. Jim who?" I said a bit scared

Mr. Brooke raised his right hand, his skinny index finger pointing at me. "Behind you"

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