My secret problem

Chapter 2- The Beginning

In 5 days from now before I start my first day at Rickchol Middle.

It is Wednesday, August 12th; and we start Monday, August 17th. Isn't it simple l enough to be prepared. Well so far I have never left my house you know, being me.... And I've unpacked liked nothing because I'm also a procrastinator and my mom has unpacked all the kitchen stuff, and some of her stuff, and we've unpacked and put together most of our furniture. Then my sister being like me has only unpacked the important stuff we use everyday. Yeah, by now you've thought "wow you're family moves just because of you. You must be rich and spoiled wow."

No we haven't "moved" I just changed schools. THIS is my first moving of the houses. My last incident was so bad we just had to move. (If your wondering my teacher got possessed and everyone blames me so yeah.)

It's more common now then ever for ghosts and demons to appear. Some people are born with the ability to see them; but it's more common for an event to happen for a person to see those things. That's what happened to me.

I'll tell you all about it. But it wasn't that dramatic when it happened.

One day at on a weekend, I decided to get up and get out of bed and go on a walk or something (I was 12 when this happened so a year ago.) and on my walk I was listening to music, (I never usually get out of the house but I felt active so I guess I decided to do that and I love music.) and I saw a little girl crying across the street. So for a second I thought "well she'll be okay maybe" but the part that said "GO DO SOMETHING TO HELP THAT CHILD" won and I went over to her. I asked her why she was crying and she said her doll that she was playing with that had disappeared when she set it down and saw it flying down the sidewalk so she chased after it and got lost. I asked where her house was and walked her home. I called my mom and told her I'd be out for a little while longer and what had happened.

After I dropped her off I got her moms number and said I would try and find her doll. The entire time I was looking I thought about the thing she said "I saw it flying down the sidewalk."

After about two minutes I saw a doll just lying there on the sidewalk. I ran over and picked up. It was burning like temperature bit on fire but I hurt A LOT when I picked it up so naturally, I dropped it immediately. And then I saw something holding the doll. It was a black and white mini person thing. And I'm not talking about skin color; this was like a doll drawn by a child. They were weirdly shaped and it was black as night with white as chalk swirls slowly moving around in different patterns around its body.

Then it looked up at me. I was stunned I didn't know WHAT this thing was so I picked up my phone and texted the kids mom that I found the doll but could pick it up. And the "thing just looked at me. And then opened its mouth. It was like it didn't even have a jaw, the inside looked like how a black hole would look; Empty and dark.

I turned and sprinted down the street. I saw many different brings all different shapes and sizes but a bunch of the same weird bug looking things flying all around. I just kept running and running. I was losing my breath abut I just kept going until I was sure I was safe at home.

I finally reached my house and slapped the door shut and was slow jogging to my mom, and was just breathing like a ran a marathon and was red as a tomato.
"What happened?" My mom asked
"The-there... Was... This thing....." I was panting really hard
"What?" My mom was worried I could tell
"It... Was so....." I couldn't finish
"How about you take a seat and I'll get you water. Just calm down." My mom said.

I did just that and told her everything. I was acting like a fat guy who just ran a mile without stoping. And she sorta believed me and then she grabbed my phone and called the mom and she talked with her in another room, so I couldn't hear them.

*scream*
"Oh my god what happened?" My mom ran back into the room I was in and looked at me because I was the one who screamed.

"Lo-look" I said stuttering.
"What? A spider?" She turned around then back.
"No something else can't you see it?" I asked
"No." She turned around and looked.
I stared at this child sized cliché looking ghost that looked like a kid with a sheet over it with two holes cut out and it had a pointy "Robin Hood" hat in with a leaf-feather thing poking out of it, and the thing had no expression.
"Hey.... I can see you looking at me..... Do you like my hat?" The ghost asked
"Umm.. Mom." I turned to my mom and got out of the chair I was sitting in and walked up to the ghost, but to my mom it looked like I was in a trance with a wall.
"He-hey" I stuttered.
"Uhh... Hi?" I said quietly.
"Sweetie why are you talking to a wall?" My mother asked strangely.
I turned around "Uh... Could you go sorry..."
"Oh." My mom walked toward the door. "Sure." She walked out awkwardly and shut the door behind her.
"My name is Mia. What's yours?" I asked awkwardly.
"My name is..... I don't know...." The ghost looked really confused like I had just asked him a test question he didn't study for. "Could you give me a name?"
"Ummm.... I don't know..... Bob?" I was questioning my naming skills. I had always named my technology.
"Okay... My name is Bob..." The ghost repeated
"Cool..."
That's was my first of many friends.

Ik ik the ghost is like napstablook from undertale but I like him!