Nightmare ✔

Victim

Here it is guyssssss! I hope you enjoy! It'll be while before I update again. I just got back in school and I'm a Junior this year. The first day back and I'm assigned and essay for Lit. Oh well.

Edited: 6/20/2014

Things were hectic these last few days. Jimmy's running around doing god knows what with god knows who. He says he's trying to help me. How is that helping. Running around like a chicken with it's head cut off get's you no where. So to pass my time I decided to go visit Val and Matt. I mainly stayed in the room with Matt. He was playing Call of Duty. I really wished I wasn't dead. I would be trying my best to kick his ass at that game right now.

Though I knew for a fact I'd suck ass at it.

"I know what you mean. I used to watch Matt played COD for countless of hours after I died." Jimmy's voice assaulting my ears made me jump and squeal. He chuckled. "Sorry." He totally wasn't sorry. I smiled at him.

"Are you finally done running around?" Jimmy nodded excitedly.

"I can now start teaching you!" He shouted. He picked me up and kissed my cheek. "Isn't that great!" I stared at Jimmy like he grew another head. He poked my ribs making me squeal. I clung to him like a koala bear.

"Stop it James!" I shouted. He just kept poking me. "Jimmy please!" I said laughing.

"All right I'll stop!" He said. When he set me back down I realized we weren't in the room with Matt anymore. We were in my... Brian's house.

"What are we doing here?"

"I'm gonna teach you how to move things." 

"Really?" I smiled hugely at him.

"Yeah. I spent my running around trying to figure what the best way to teach you would be." He said and grabbed my hand. He tugged me down to the basement which was technically the game room. Pool table over in the corner, and a giant fucking TV on the wall. Brian didn't really like video games so I was normally playing that. Underneath the TV there's a X-Box and a Wii. The only game I ever played on the Wii was the golf game.

I'm a huge Rory Mcllroy fan. Don't judge me.

Jimmy plopped down on the huge black leather sofa that was curved to fit into the wall. Right above where Jimmy sat was a huge painting of me that I had done a while back that Brian had fallen in love with it and insisted that we hung it down here. After all when the guys were here that mostly spent there time down here.

"So I'm going to do my learning down here?"

"Sure. I mean this is where you learned to play piano when I taught you. It'll give off a learning vibe." Jimmy told me with a silly grin planted on his face. "Nice Painting by the way." I giggled.

"You would think that."

"Of course. I am a man after all. A dead man. Still a man." He smirked. I really wasn't used to all of the death jokes he made. I probably never would be.

"Ok. So get to teaching me."

"I'm teaching you to move stuff. In the end everything starts off with balance. You have to find a balance. Balance is different for every person/ghost. For me it's serenity and happiness. I'm no longer in any pain. We need to find yours. To do so you need to go back to the day that you died. Relive it almost. I know, it's painful, hashing that back up. It's necessary though. The emotion you are felling seconds before your over all death are probably gonna trigger exactly what you need to be able to talk, to appear, and to move things." I nodded at Jimmy.

This is honestly the longest period of time that I've ever seen him look so serious. I mentally slapped myself for the fact that it was the only thing I was picking up right now.