(34) The Floating Binder

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Aphmau's POV
I blink a couple times as I look at my surroundings. Where am I? Suddenly kids appear all around me and the scene starts to become more clear. I'm in my 7th grade school. Why? "So you think you're gonna be on the cheer leading squad?" A mean girl asks me. "Umm..yeah?" I say involuntarily. "That's funny." Another girls laughs. "Last time I checked potatoes aren't allowed to be on the team." They all start to laugh. "But I'm good at it." I shyly say. "Oh honey, it takes more than an easy cartwheel to be on the team." My eyes begin to water. "Is the potato gonna cry?" By now other people have stopped to watch. A tear falls down my face. "Are you gonna call for your mommy?" Even more tears come down. "Oh wait, you don't have one!" Out of nowhere a book goes flying at the girl in the middle. Her face flushes red and she swings her head around. "Who threw that?!" She yells. Everyone in the crowd looked back at where the book came from, an empty corner. Another book comes flying and hits her square in the face, knocking her unconscious. The two girls that were standing next to her begin to look scared. "Who did that?" The girl on the left asks. Everyone in the crowd begins to look over at the corner again as a binder begins to float in the air. "GHOST!!" A random person in the crowd screams. Everyone then begins to panic and runs into their classrooms leaving me alone in the hallway. The binder slowly begins to float over to me. Terrified I stand still. Once it's in front of me it places the binder in my hand. I look at the binder to see it's my lost Math binder. Smiling I look back in front of me. "Thank you." I say. I can feel that they were smiling back and nodding. The bell rings and the blood is drain from my face. "I gotta go!" I tell them as I rush to math class and the world fades to blackness.

"What does any of this mean?" I ask the dark. "Why am I being showed these things?" I ask. Silence. "That one is my favorite." A powerful sound voice says. "Who's there?" I question. "You never knew that he was there most of the time." They ignore my question. "That day he helped you changed everything." The voice spoke. "What do you mean?" "All will be known in due time." I am then brought to when I was 14.

Joey's POV
"Want me to grab some of my books SF?" I ask trying to be helpful. "That would be lovely. She replys. Nodding I walk out of the parts and service room and to where I hide all of my books. Grabbing around 5 of them I walk back. "Here you go." I hand them all to her but one. She sets them down on a table and begins to read the titles. "The reason for souls, How to fix broken animatronics, Facts about the dead, Ghosts." She picks up the last one to get a closer look at it. Flipping through the pages she stops. "This is it," she says. "This is what we need." Everyone stands up from the floor. "Really?" Andy asks. She begins to read the page. "Ghosts can have children, but only if they have a physical form to hold the baby. For example a ghost can posses a person and have a child using their body, but it would have no DNA of the persons body in which they are using." Everyone looks a little shocked. She continues, "The only problem with this is that the ghost can not give birth through that persons body. The child could die when passing through the ghosts body into the possessed persons body to get out. This could also kill the person and break the ghost. That means that the ghost would no longer be one person and would break into many pieces of their self which would be the reason why the person would die. The best way for the ghost to give birth would be through a c-section. To do this you would need to do it a couple of hours before they are ready to give birth."

Jason's POV
When SF stops reading my head begins to hurt. "Guys~" I whisper just before falling to the ground.

Suddenly I'm in a school hallway. A girl with black hair and hazel eyes is getting made fun of by three girls. "Do you really think you can join the cheer leading squad?" The girl in the middle asks rudely. "Umm..yeah?" The hazel eyed girl replys. Oh no. "That's funny." The girls on the right says and begins to laugh. "Last time I checked potatoes aren't allowed on the team." They all start to laugh. "But I'm good at it." The hazel eyed girl says shyly. "Oh honey, it takes more than an easy cartwheel to be on the team." The girls hazel eyes begin to water. "Is the potato gonna cry?" The girls on the left asks. I look around to see a crowd has formed. A tear falls down her face. "Are you gonna call for your mommy?" The middle girl mocks. I grab a book from the person next to me as I see more tears pour from the girls face. "Oh wait, you don't have one." I throw the book and it hits the middle girl right on the back of her head. She swings her head around. "Who threw that?!" She yells with a beet red face. Everyone in the crowd looks at me and then turns back to the girl. I grab another book and aim for the middle girl's face. It hits her square in the face causing her to fall into the ground. "Who did that?" The girl on the left asks. I pick up a purple binder with cats on it labeled 'Math'. "GHOST!!!" A random person yells. Everyone then panics running into their classes leaving the hazel eyed girl behind. I begin to slowly walk over to the girl and see she has a purple cat backpack. Guessing the binder is hers I place it in her hand. The terrified expression leaves her face as she looks at the binder and notices it's hers. "Thank you." She whispers smiling. I smile and nod back as a bell rings. Her face goes pale. "I gotta go!" She says rushing down the hall. "Bye." I whisper as everything goes black.

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Hey guys! Sorry I haven't posted in a while. My phone got turned off two months ago and last month I got internet and kept forgetting to update. I can't promise I'll update a lot but every now and then I will. Also thank you for 7.6k reads. I love you all.
~Galaxy

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