Chapter 2

46 1 2
                                    

"So what can you do John?"

"I can go through walls."

"Can you see what my mom and dad do at night? There's moans that come from their room and I want to know what it it is."

"I can't do everything for you Philip. Besides, I want to protect your innocent while I can too."

I was confused at the response but I didn't question it. "Ooo I'ma tell pop about you!"

"Philip-"

I didn't catch anything due to the fact I had ran ahead to tell pop.

"Pop! Pop!"

He was still in his office working. He turned around and looked over at me. "Yes Philip?"

"I saw John today!"

He smiled warmly at me but sadness filled his eyes.

"Oh Philip...
John is...gone son..."

I shook my head. "No he's not. He outside!" He patted my head and chuckled a little. "Such an imagination. I wish John could met you though."

I frowned. I knew he didn't believe and just believed that john was dead and not a ghost. "I'll be back outside," then closed the door behind me so he could work.

"No one but you can see me by the way."

I looked up to see John upside down looking at me. "Thanks for the warning," I muttered sarcastically. "I tried telling you but you ran off."

"You want to play the piano with me?" I asked. "Sure."

We walked into another room to the piano. "Do you know how to play?" I asked John. "A little." He moved his hands across the piano playing a few notes then played a small bit. I smiled and applauded. "You did amazing!"

"Thank you, Philip. You want me to teach you how to play twinkle twinkle little star?"

"Yeah!"

This is a little short but oh well. I make a longer one

Eventually

Guardian AngelWhere stories live. Discover now