My Handsome Ghost

The Notes

    Elijah Gerald ^^

      I started reading them and noticed that they were all about him and his gang.

     "So I see you found my memories. I couldn't remember where I put them for the life of me." He said as he let our a small laugh. "Get it, life of me," and then he let out another laugh.

     I didn't know what to do but scream and that's exactly what I did. I screamed and ran. Nice thinking Susie. As I ran down the hall, he just kept appearing in the doorway of every door that I went passed.

     "You know....... it's useless to......  keep running from....... me cause I'm everywhere. " he said as I ran passed every door I went past.

     I soon realized this and just stopped dead in my tracks. I looked around and saw that he was standing right in front of me. "What do you want from me. How did you get in here." I asked frantically.

     "I live here. What do you mean how did I get here. I've been living here ever since I was 18. I'm Elijah Gerald, it's nice to meet you." He said as he bowed in front of me. He extended his hand as to take it.

      So of course I take it not knowing what to do as it seems better than to just scream again cause that wasn't getting me anywhere. He grabbed my hand and placed a small kiss on it and then started to walk away.

     "Wait, where are you going? What are you doing here?" I asked following him wanting to know more about him.

     "Like I said, this is my house. I'm heading to my bedroom." He said while still walking away. This is when I noticed that he was heading to my room. I just then processed everything that just happened and who this guy is.

     This is Elijah freaking Gerald. The man that died here and who had my room. I'm talking to a ghost right now. Why haven't I passed out. I ran after him just as he was walking right into my room.

     "How are you still here. I thought you die-" I stopped myself not knowing if it was rude to say that to him, so I just stopped talking to him hoping that he would just explain all of this to me.

     About two minutes later, he finally sat down and decided to talk to me.

     " I was 26 when they stormed in. I was getting something to eat and walking back to the front room when I saw them out the window with their guns. That's when it all happened and it got black. I eventually came back to my senses but then realized that I wasn't just sitting there in my body. I was dead." He then got up and walked out.

     "Wait, come back. I'm sorry I asked" I said as I ran out into the hallway but then realized he was gone.

     I didn't know what to do so I just went back into my room to put the cards and pictures back in the box that they came from. When I walked towards my bed, I noticed a daisy. A beautiful white daisy. Daisy's are my favorite flowers. I wonder how it got here.

     I picked it up and set it down on my nightstand. After I put the box back in the closet I went to the kitchen to put the wine and wine glass back. Maybe all of this was just a delusion. Maybe I was just imagining it. I kept telling my self this until I heard a whisper that felt like it was right by my ear say 'you didn't imagine anything. I'm as real as it gets'.

     I turned my head around really fast just to see nothing. I reached the kitchen and hurried up and put the bottle and glass away as fast as I could and turned around to head up the stairs. Right when I got to the bottom of the stairs, I saw him again. He was standing at the top looking like he was waiting for something. He had a daisy in his hand. It looked like the exact daisy that laid on my bed. He turned around and headed back towards the room.

     "Wait! Was that you who left the daisy." I yelled as I ran up the stairs. "Come back, I'm not done talking to you!"

     When I reached the room, nobody was there. The daisy was placed back on my bed but instead of it in the middle, it was placed on the pillow. I was so confused and decided to just go to sleep seeing that it was almost 10:00.

     I got changed and did all the things that I needed to before I go to bed and headed to my bed. Once I got comfortable I started to slowly get more tired as the seconds went by.

     "Goodnight my lovely, sweet dreams"