--- Jimmy's POV ---"Ghost?........ Ghost, are you there...?" He isn't repsonding.... "Ghost, answer me." Still no response. Why? Where is he? Is he even there? "Ghost, please, you're scaring me... please, answer..." Yet again, no response. Why?? He can't be gone. I don't think that's possible. Maybe he's just asleep? I dunno... the last I heard from him was when he let me know I was in control... maybe he saw what I did? Sometimes he tells me that he saw. Other times he said he was 'looking around' in our mind. Not sure what that means... maybe that's what he's doing now. That must be why he isn't answering. Or maybe I'm all alone? Those people locked me in this room and left me here, so I don't see why it'd be unlogical to assume that Ghost left me too...
"Jimmy?" I quickly looked up to see someone at the door. ".... Katrina?" She nodded. She looked afraid. Why? Its not like I could hurt her, even if I wanted to. And to be honest, I don't want to right now. I'm just glad to see someone I know. "H-Hi..." she waved sheepishly then stepped in the room abit. I waved back and walked over to her, stopping a few feet away so she wouldn't feel uncomfortable. She didn't seem to want to say anything, so I did for her, "Why are you here..? And where is 'here'...?" She looked at me confused and abit less scared. "I-.... I think this is some kind of... mental hospital.... or something like that...." Mental hospital?? What, so they think I'm insane now?? Why would they think that!? I've done nothing to suggest such a thing! I sighed and calmed myself down. I don't want to loose it in front of my only friend. "Oh... why are you here then...?"
"I came to see you..."
"... why would you want to see me?"
"... they said things about you... they said that... that you killed a girl... a-and then laughed when they asked you about it... I.. I-I wanted to make sure that wasn't true...."
"....." Darn.... what do I say?? I can't tell her.. she'll hate me then!
"... J-Jimmy..?" She stepped back abit, looking scared again.
"What?" I heard abit of sass in my voice and realized that I was smirking. I quickly covered my mouth and turned away, looking possibly more scared than her. Why am I smiling?? I wasn't just.. I doubt I was actually thinking about hurting her... she's my only friend. I'd never hurt her!After a few minutes of silence, I felt her hand on my shoulder. Why? After that, she's not too afraid to touch me? I looked back at her over my shoulder, still covering my mouth. "Jimmy.. just tell me.. d-did you kill that girl...?" I waited a few seconds then slowly nodded. I can't believe I just told her. Obviously, she knew, why'd she ask me? She sighed and stepped away. "Y-You don't have any weapons, right?" I shook my head and looked down, now facing her again. She waited a few seconds then hugged me. "I doubt I'll ever be able to see you again.. so I'll give you this... to say goodbye.." she pulled away after what seemed like an eternity then pecked me on the cheek. "Goodbye. Jimmy Casket..." She wiped a tear from her eye then walked out, the door closing behind her.
So thats it? I'm alone...? I'm officially alone? There is no one else left in the world that likes me. Except Knifey. And maybe Toaster... I think he was only around for Ghost though. He didn't care about me. Stupid Brit... everyone was like that. They use you for their own benefits then leave. They discard you like a dumb price of garbage. Only Knifey hasn't done that. He must be the only good person in the world. I guess I'll just have to trust him. I'm trusting a talking knife to lead me through my life. Now can you see how desperate I am for guidance? For friendship? Just for someone who will always be there...!? Like a parent... Like a father would be. There by your side, always, no matter the circumstance. He'll always be the for me. My sweet Knifey..
I remember when dad was still alive... well, part of it. I was only two when he died, so I obviously don't remember much. I remember what he looked like though. He hardly smiled but when he did, it was because I did something. He really loved me I guess. But he's gone.. And mom, I remember her. Yeah, we fought alot, but she was still my mom. I loved her, and I'm pretty sure she loved me. 'Course, I'll never know for sure now. Now that she's dead. Because of that stupid box.
That stupid, evil box. Ugh, every time I think about that thing I get angry! I just wanna punch something now!! So I did. I slammed my fist into the wall as hard as I could, almost instantly regretting it. But at the same time, I enjoyed it. It hurt, but I wasn't angry anymore. I looked at the wall and noticed that I actually dented it. Dang.. that much be a pathetic wall if I can break it. I'm not even that strong. I wonder if I can make a hole big enough to climb through.. probably could. I shook my hand then out it back on the dent, adding abit of pressure to see if it would move any further... No luck. Figured. So, I guess I can't bust a hole through the wall... maybe I can slam a table into it or something... I sighed and went back to my bed. Not much to do in this room. There's a TV, but I don't want to watch anything. I'll just stare at this ceiling... maybe a portal will open or something. That's be nice. Then I could get out of this dump. I promise you, I am getting out of here not matter whan I have to do. I will get out.
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A/NJust wanted to thank you guys again for the support. I can't tell you this much it means to me!
Also, I wanted to ask a quick question. To anyone out there who uses the app to write at least.
Okay, so, I've proofread most of the chapters lately and saved them with the fixed grammar and spellings. However, when I go to read them as if I were a viewer, the typos are still there... how exactly do I update the chapter...? I gotta get rid of the evil typos D:<
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FanfictionJohnny Ghost, a Paranormal Investigator Extraordnaire, or that's what he calls himself. But what is he really? An adult, a kid... a killer? He'll claim he's a normal adult, but if you know him, if you truly know who Johnny Ghost is, you'll know he's...