Wilbur's Ghost

1.

Crack!

Sizzle Sizzle..

Wilbur, stood by the door his backpack on his shoulder, "What's for breakfast?" asked Wilbur
"Pancakes!" turned his mother around, with a spatula in her hand, Wilbur groaned "Aww, maaaan! those things are so greasy!" he said, as his little brother ran down the stairs, "Can't we- just get low-fat pop-tarts or something?" asked Wilbur as his little brother jumped out of nowhere "I love pancakes!" Wilbur smiled patting his little brothers head "well, you can have mine then."

"you loved them too when you were a little boy" his mother said, Wilbur went to a fridge and opened it "ugh, did you see me back then? I weighed 300 pounds, And like looked kinda like a grandpa" his mother gasped "you were not a fat baby! everyone said you should be a model."

"Sure, mum" Wilbur reached out for his food, just an apple and a yogurt, his mother poured the pancakes on the plate "And what's wrong with being a little fat?" "Back in England, being fat meant you were a rich man!" Wilbur closed the fridge groaning "oh boy, again with the back in England?" his mother gave his little brother some pancakes "I don't think American boys really go for boys that look like rich men" Wilbur said shoving two food pieces in his backpack, his mother frowned packing pancakes in a small paper bag "Willam, you'll starve to death! plase, take some with you." said the mother handing him the bag, he sighed "okay..mum, geeze"

His mother smiled, "Well— have a good day at school!" Wilbur turned around holding the paper lunch bag in his hand as the backpack was on his shoulder "uh-huh mum you bet"

walking outside he closed the door behind him, he went to the trash can and threw away the pancakes, closing the trash can and walking to his school, birds chirping, and the wind blew.
As he got there, he saw Schlatt waving at him? he had a biggest crush on Schlatt, as he was about to wave back Carson ran by him and hugged Schlatt, right Schlatt's boyfriend, his cheeks flush red in embarrassment, a hand reached out to Wilbur without him noticing "Hey, William!" Wilbur jumped a bit, but calming down when it was just Philza "oh. Hey, Phil"

after school.

"Ah geeze, Phil I only have the one pack for the whole month.." Wilbur said, as Philza frowned pissed off, "My allowance isn't as big as yours and I-" before Wilbur could finish, Philza glared at him "How many did I give you last month?!" "You gave me two. and one of them was distinctly used." said Wilbur, now pissed off.

Phil crossed his arms "that's still one and a half more than you gave me!" Wilbur looked at him "Maybe if you'd learn to ask without framing it with an insult I'd feel more generous" Wilbur said "Oh, forget it! " yelled out Phil "Enjoy your cigarettes!" pointed out Phil and he walked away, clearly pissed off even more, Wilbur, too walking away.

Next day

There stood Wilbur at the bus stop watching Schlatt and Carson kiss, and saw Philza in full anger, smoking the cigarette he frowned, 'how could he?' Wilbur sat on the bench, the bus stopped, and he waited on the bench, he was going to skip, as soon as the bus left, He walked down the stairs that were next to the bus stop, there were only three paths, a right path and a left path and a big ass cave that lead somewhere, so he picked the large ass hole, he ran thru it and there, was it a big ass forest, he walked around it and then out of nowhere, problems store thru his mind, first was his mum, she was holding pancakes, asking if he ate, the things she had cooked, now he feels bad throwing away the food, then there was Philza, he knew Philza didn't have the best life right now and he'd ruined it even more, he wanted to apologise but, he doesn't know what Philza will do, he started running, then there was Carson and Schlatt kissing, then his little brother, and then cigarettes-

without noticing he fell down into a deep hole, he tried to grab on something to save him from falling but failed, he was going to die, he couldn't do anything shit shit!

THUD!

There he layed on the ground he looked up, then passed out.

Wilbur started to open his eyes to only realise he was stuck in the hole it wasn't a dream, no it was real, he shouldn't skipped he moved his hand a little, to only flinch 'shit did I break my wrist?' he touched a little and flinched 'yeah I broke it..' he reached out in his backpack to grab matches and light it up, looking around, then there layed a skeleton, his heart raced "HELP!" he got up jumping up and down like it'll do something, it hurted so bad but he wanted to get out soon as possible, he didn't want to be in this hole with this, skeleton, dead person.

"HEEELP! OH MY GOD HELP MEEEEEE! I'M TRAPPED!" he kept screaming "help!" he soon gave up, his throat was hurting from screaming "help.." he sat down and reached for his backpack, pulling out a cigarette and lighting it up, he blew away the smoke and there stood a-

pig?

he looked confused "Hello." said the pig, Wilbur looked even more confused, 'did he fall down here as well? how did I not see him?' "Who- Wha- havve you been down here this whole time?!" the pig looked worried "In a manner of speaking this whole time and quite a bit of other time." then Wilbur looked around, again "oh.. my god ohmygodohmygod there's some kind of gas down here isn't there?" he looked around even more, "some kind of hallucinatory mathane or sulfur or-" he looked at the pig again dropping his cigarette.

"No, I don't think so. I was down here for a long time before I died and I didn't hallucinate much of anything and it doesn't smell funny..or at least it didn't I don't smell much more" Wilbur backed up "HELP ME!" yelled out Wilbur "HEEEEELPP!!" the pig watched, and then Wilbur gave up once again dropping on the floor, and looking back at the pig, the pig smiled.

Wilbur looked at the ghost, "How..how long have you been down here?" he ghost shrugged "I'm not sure. what year is it now?" "2020" "Hmm..1940?" said the ghost.

"And no one found you? did they look?!" Wilbur asked in shook "No..I could hear them talking about me but I couldn't cry out or scream.. it didn't hurt but I couldn't move or talk I got very thirsty and then I died, only not completely I suppose" the ghost looked at it's dead skeleton body.