Forgotten memories

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--- Ghost's POV ---

Him... I thought he was just my imaginary friend. I thought he wasn't real. "Gwegowy!" The figure smiled happily infront of me, though it was hard to believe. I reached my hand out towards him, pushing his arm gently to confirm that he was actual here. And he is. Box friend is actually here. I stepped back and looked at him then circles around him. He shot me a confused look then trotted downstairs. I followed, naturally.

He led me downstairs to a kitchen and pointed to a table with a few broken chairs around it. One was actually in good enough shape to sit on though. I hope, anyway. I cautiously climbed into the seat keeping my eye on the box man. He continued to smile at me then turned to the stove and started... cooking something...? I didn't know box friend could cook..

I took the opportunity to glance around the room. The room wasn't anything to be amazed at, unless you're into creepy old houses. And even then, it's just the same as every other creepy, abandoned house. Torn and faded wallpaper, cob webs in the corners of the ceiling, random missing planks in the floor, broken out windows which, might I add, made it quite cold in the room. When I finished observing the room, I glanced over and noticed that Box Friend was done with whatever he was doing.

He walked over and placed a plate infront of me. A plate of waffles. I smiled and looks at him, "You made this?? I didn't know you could do that!" "I can do a lot of things, Gwegowy~" He gave me a smug smirk then skipped into another room, leaving me to eat. What was that smirk about though? And why did it give me chills when he called me Gregory? No, more importantly, why did he call me that? That's not even my name. That was my brot-... that kid that I never knew and never existed. Gosh, I gotta stop bringing that kid up. I shook my head and ate the meal Box Friend made for me. It was pretty good, actually.

Once I finished in there, I followed where I saw Box friend go. It was the living room of the house. It looks strangely familiar.. as did the kitchen, but all kitchens look the same to me anyway. I looked around the room, trying to remember why I knew this place. "Gwegowy! Did you enjoy your bweakfast??" That was breakfast, huh? How long was I asleep? And, wait, when did I even go to bed? I don't remember going to bed... huh, weird.. "Yeah, it was good! But, uh, I'm not Gregory. That was my bro- some other kid. That I didn't know. He never existed. Uh..." He just smiled at me. I sat down and looked around again. "Where are we?" "Home. Dis is where dat man was. I fweed him, so now we have da house to oursewves!" "What man? The only mean man know was that one teacher... he want really mean, just stri--" "Maxweww. Da cowboy man wif da gun." ... OH! THAT guy. "Oh. Him? He's scary..." "Don't worry, Gwegowy, I wiww pwotect you!" I gave him a slightly annoyed chuckle, "My name's Johnny, y'know." "But I wike Gwegowy better.." I sighed and shook my head. "Weird..." he frowned and I looked away.

Maxwell, huh? That's that guys name. Interesting... wait, house where he was? That means... this is that house near the school! I can get home from here, cool! Or just wait until school starts and walk over. Yeah, I'll just do that. "Box friend, what time is it?" "Nine, Gwegowy." "In the morning?!" "Yyeeaahhh...?" "School started two hours ago!!" I jumped up and ran to the door. "Schoow?" Box friend followed me, floating instead of walking this time. I guess he can't move hid legs fast enough to keep up, hah!

I ran the entire way to school, nearly tripping many times. With Box friend following me, it must've looked like he was chasing me. I started walking when I got near the school, just so no one freaked out. Not that anyone was outside. I snuck in school through the 'back door' and snuck my way to class, only to br stopped by a teacher. "Johnny! There you are! I thought you'd skipped school again today!" Skipped? I've never skipped school.. "What do you mean? I've never skipped!"
"Yes you have, mister. You've skipped atleast five days now, granted they're off and on, but still!"
".... what?"
"And not to mention you randomly deciding to leave your home and go who knows where."
"What?"
"You really should stop that, y'know. Your grandparents are going to call the cops on of the times, I'm surprised they haven't already. All those weeks you've gone away without telling them.."
"What the heck are you talking about!?!"
"Hm?"
"I've never left without telling them, I've never left for week either, and I've NEVER skipped school!"
".... yes you have. You do this everytime too. You always deny it."
"Because it never happened!"
"Calm down, Gwegowy.."
"Hm? Oh, okay box friend. Sorry."
"Oh, hey, Mr. Box man! You found Ghost again, I see."
"Yup!"
"You know box friend? How??"
"He brings you back everytime, dear. He's the only guy that can find you."
"And you're completely fine with a guy made out of cardboard boxes hanging around with a kid?? A 12 yr old?? Seriously??"
".... 12?"
"Yes. That's how old I am."
"... darling, you're 14..."
"What? No I'm not. I'm 12."
"Gwegowy, wet's go home. You need to sweep."
"Fine, but one more question. Why are you not freaking out that he's made of boxes??"
"He's not, you say that every time, but he's not."
"Yes he is."
"No, darling, he's just an average man... no offense, sir."
"None taken!"
"Then why does he sound like a child!?"
"Calm down.."
"No!"
"He doesn't.... Ghost, why don't you go home and rest now. It sounds like you forgot your meds again..."
"M-... Meds!? I don't take and medicine!! You say it like I have some kind of disease or something!!"
"Okay, someone's cwanky!" Box friend smiled as he scooped me up and walked off.

Box friend started walking me home, my actual home, with my grandparents. All the while I tried to figure out what was going on, but none of it makes sense. For some reason, I started feeling tired. So, unable to stay awake any longer, I fell asleep while Cardboard friend carried me home.

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A/N
Sorry for the lack of updates.. and good luck understanding what happened. If you think you know what's going on, let me know! I'd love to see what you guts think is going on. ^^


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