• Chapter 7 •

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~ Michael POV ~

     I walk in a park. When I'm not gaming I usually do this. Suddenly I hear a voice behind me: "Hi."

     I startle and look behind me. "The fu- who are you?" "I'm a demon straight from hell." he makes guns with his hands and pretends to shoot. He laughs.

     "I'm sorry, what?" I ask confused. I look around nervously. I hope no one sees me with him. Fortunately, there is no one in the park.

     "Look son-" "Son?" "Look, I'm just so glad you can see me and that's why I'm taking my shot right now."

     "I'm sorry, but this is all going very fast..." I sit on a bench.

     "I get it, I totally get it. Let's start from the beginning: Hi, I'm a ghost." he leans on the bench. When his legs go up in the air, green hairs stand on end. I get up and take a few steps back.

     "Come on, don't be scared. Okay, I know your friend Lydia. She was my ex-best friend. Like.. she's amazing, but she killed me." "But she would never do that. Why would she kill someone?" "I have a few reasons, but they are not important. It may sound weird, but I'm a demon. I can only live if people say my name three times in a row. So that's what Lydia did, but then she killed me with Barbara, Adam, Delia and Charles."

     Adam and Barbara...?

     "Many people can't see ghosts, and since I belong to that category, there is a small chance that I will become a human again." he continues, "And that's why I need your help!"

     "My help? I'm just a loser." I walk away.

     "No, you're hot- I mean not. Would you please cooperate?" "What's your name?" "Well, I can't say my name..." "Then it will be difficult to help you." "NO. I mean.. uh.. do you know the game Charades?" "Yeah?" "Let's play it for knowing my name!"

     "Two words?"

     "Right"

     "First word... uh... insect?"

     "No."

     "Ant?"

     "No."

     "Beetle?"

     "Yes!"

     "Okay, second word... uhmm, drink?"

     "No."

     "Wine?"

     "No."

     "Juice?!"

     "Yes!"

     "Your name is Beetlejuice?" "Yes, and now you have to say it three times in a row and you're done!" "How do I know if I can trust you?" "Come on! It's just three words!"

     "Hmm, maybe some other time..." I walk away.

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This chapter is bad, I'm sorry :p

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