Nothing Ever Is As Expected

Short Scary Story

I am running as I fast as I can but as I go the only thing I can see is green, I hear nothing but the wind slicing through my ears. I can feel nothing but the burning of my lungs trying to inhale the most oxygen they can but these two things don't matter, it's the beating of my heart which is the loudest thing around. It's beating like a drum but get's faster the longer and faster I ran. It's telling me to stop and rest but I can't, not yet, at least. He's still chasing me the Ghost, he who has no name and is only whispered about is chasing me in a sick game that he thinks he will win but he was right about one thing nothing ever is as it seems.                          

My parents had only stayed a week in this house and left, it's summer so it doesn't look very weird to no one. I don't know why they have chosen a little town this time maybe because it is safer but that's not why they've never cared for me. It was probably because they were running out of options and the house was cheap. Why pay for a big expensive house you wouldn't even live in. I sigh and looked around at the empty house, then cheeked the frigid to see it was empty  just lke the house.  I didn't want to go shopping for a little while more but it seems I had no choice.

I head into town, I walk all the way to the supermarket it was the smallest one I've ever seen but it had everything I needed and that was good enough. I walked to the cashier and that's when I first heard the whispers, there were two ladies may be in there mid-thirties. "Have you heard, another one hads disappered." One said in such a low voice that you could see she didn't want to grab attention to herself.

"Hush, we must not talke about it, we have children ourselves talking about a Ghost, we just get us unwanted attention." The other one whispered to her in a very harsh tone. Then they seem to walk off, all this time they didn't see me or seem to notice me. Even now here I was dissmissed, invisable to there eyes but I've heard everthing they said but that can't be possible ghots don't exsit. So ignore what they have just said ut I can't shake the feeling of not ehat they just said but also of someone watching. That's impossible though, no one looks my way ever it must be the time alone it must been getting to me and making me feel paranoid. I chuckle at this thought, then pay for my food and head home.

I go inside and lock every door to make sure everything is secured I put all my groceries in the frigid. Then head to my room deciding to eat later once in my room I put my music high on my speaker, not loud enough to bother the neighbors but high enough to fill the voids of silence. I go to the new desk I got where my box of drawings materials and my books of drawins were. I take out what I need and start letting the stroked of the pencil guide me. Once done with the drawing I cooked for myself and ate. Then done with the things I needed to do I head to sleep.

It's been a few days since that weird day and since I went into town. Now I have to go again because I've ran out of food again, I wish I didn't have to go back to that town, I can't shake off the weird feeling, even as hard as I try. I don't want to go back into town but I also don't want to starve, I debate this for a while until I realize am being a coward, I've been living alone for a while there was no need to worry. I've been spending my whole life alone and nothing's ever happened to me yet, so with that thought I head into town. I go to the same market I went to before and get what I need, I don't hear any whispers this time. I laugh at my own self for being so childish and believing those women. I head to the cashier and pay my iteams and head outside. I walk towards my house, that's when I first feel them chills but I shake them off like I said I've been alone for a while, I thought it was getting to me. I didn't notice the person behind me nor heard their foot steps. What I did feel was the cloth put on my mouth and getting hit by a wave of dizziness. Then trying to hit the person behind me, fighting against the arms that that hold me still and pressed the cloth to my mouth but it was useless but it was useless. Before I know it, the darkness consumed me.

I wake up in darkness I try to scream but I can't something is blocking my mouth. This was cruel, to quiet a person who already live in silence, was torture to them. I try to move but am restrian by my hands behind me and  my legs apart. I was sure it was to a chair I was restrian to, this couldn't be happening to me I fighy against my restrians and try to see if the ropes are loose but there not, they're tied very tight. Thats when I first heard a sound, a faint chuckle most people coudn't have caught it but I did caught it and fpr the first time, I wished for silence to not know that there was a dangerous person standing not so far from me. That I was open for whatever torture this perosn held for me how I could not even hold te privilige to fight for my life."Hello boy, you must have already heard me." The Ghost spoked. "Aren't you a piece of work so like me." What does he mean by a piece of work? Like him? I was none of this I was, I was a  no one. Someone people overlooked he got the wrong person. He is mistaken that's when he take's off the cloth off my mouth. "What's on your mind boy." He asks me. I was about to say something but think about it, anything I say can set off the Ghost and set him off on me.

"You must mistaken sir," I replied. My voice raspy, I've had nothing todrink and my throat is parched. I hear him move around with my hearing because my sight is stolen from me.

"I don't make mistakes boy ever, I know who you are, you are me and I am you. They don't know my name and whisper about me becausethey don't know if I really exsit. I am no one and invisible to all so that's why they call me Ghost. That's why you are like me, maybe not now but you will be with time. Nothing ever is as it seems you'll see." He says with sick joy in his voice. No am not him just because what he just decribes sounds like my life doesn't mean am him. 

"No your wrong am not you your wrong!" I screech out to him but I know inside that it is not him who am trying to convince but me. Poor lonely me trying to confront myself of these words. The reality of the situation of my life. 

"But yes it is not I who has robbed you but who has saved you, my boy, you were made for something greater than what your doing. You were given a power, a gift something you should use to free the miserable of there confinenments."  The way he said it sicknes me I know what he meant I wasn't foolish. He was sick that was it. Yes, sick he had no idea what he was saying.

"But I see you denying everything am telling you so why not let us play a game, yes a game, I can tell already I will win this game, I call it mouse and cat. If the mouse gets away it wins but if the cats gets him he wil win." He says and I immediately agree knowing this was my only way out. He lets me free but not allowed to take off my mask once am outside he says. So I do as told and was also given a head start, saying this would make it fair, how foolish of him to think this.

So am back where I started running for my life, from th Ghost as fast as I can but not to get away from him, like many would think but to guide him, free himm from his miserable life like he said I would. Of course, he probably didn't mean himself though they never do. Once I get where I want to hide and see him run to my trap, where he looks like a confused animal, what he doesn't know the reason I am not like him, is becasue I am not idiot I know better, I am better. I am not a boy, am man I've been a man for a while. He is wrong, he makes mistakes, big ones that has caused him his life. The reason I am alone is that my parents have already seen the real me, the monster inside, just like the Ghost but they don't speak, maybe because of fright, yes it could be but that doesn't mean they can't flee. Cowards, I call them they can't see the bigger picture, their minds are too small to understand but that's okay as long as they don't get in my way, I'll leave them alone.

I look at the Ghost in front of me and smile at him he doesn't smile back. "Oh, aren't you glad I am about to free you." I tell him. I thought this would fill him with joy but instead, he screams like a banshee. I thought he saw the bigger picture, maybe it was my mistake. I look at him with disgust. "I think this town deserves a better Ghost don't you think? hmmm yes I think so to," I tell him then slice his neck cut slowly them watch him bleed out tell he is dead. I am not a Ghost, am a monster and I know it. I accept it, for a long time. I clean off the knife slowly. I didn't expect to stay here for a long time but as I look at the mirror I smile yes, this town deserves to face something scarier then a little ghost they deserved a monster like me.

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Hey guys so this was like the assigment I wrote for English class a lot of work so thought of sharing it with you guys. My English teacher is super cool and let us write for halloween but after I read mine he said he doesn't know if tell me good job or say his concern :).FIrst time writing this type of genre so tell me how I did. Don't forget to like, comment,and share.