I do not and never will own G-Gundum.
I was setting in the living room, home alone. Domon and I were the only ones who lived here and Domon was out. It was 10:30 pm July 24th, FC 64. I'm 21 years old now, Domon's 25. He's out this late a lot. I couldn't sleep tonight so I just sat down to read. I heard the door open behind my as Domon walked in. I turned around when I heard him coughing, but I wasn't ready for what I saw. Blood dripped down his neck from an open gash on his main blood vain. I rushed over with a cloth and tried to stop the bleeding, but he just grabbed my hand and smiled at me, shaking his head. "It's pointless, I won't last much longer, I just wanted to see you again. You've always been there for me Sai Saici, but now I'm afraid you'll have to go on yourself." Domon said coughing up a little more blood before his body went limp and he died. I gently laid him down and called for an ambulance, but I knew it was to late. I put a blanket over him and laid down with him under the cover as well, crying into his chest. The ambulance arrived a few minutes later and I got up so they could see him. They covered his head and looked at me sadly. He was dead.
******The Next Year******
Its been one year since Domon died in the living room. It's July 24th, 10:29. I'm in the same chair as last year, just starring at the wall. The clock just chimed 10:30, then I saw it. A figure of a man, looking abought 25 wearing the same clothes Domon always wore. He just appeared out of nowhere in front of me. He looked at me for abought ten seconds before vanishing. I set in my chair, scared stiff, then grabbed a paper and wrote down what had just happened. The next day a Ghost Hunter came in and looked around, performing some tests and going over what I had written before asking me some questions. She asked if I recognized the ghost at all, then it snapped. "It looked like my friend, Domon Kassu. He died last year at 10:30, July 24th. The exact time this ghost appeared, but a year before." I replied, the Ghost Hunter told me that most likely it had been Domon's ghost checking in on me, I calmed down then. He came back again every year at the same time. Some times he just looked at me and left, others he would hold me in his lap then vanish, but it was always for just ten seconds. It's been five years now, and I've had five visits. I finally realized why he vanishes after ten seconds, he only lived ten seconds after he got home, he can only stay that long.
The End.
I will not continue this story. Ghost stories come pretty easily to me, expect some more.
I was setting in the living room, home alone. Domon and I were the only ones who lived here and Domon was out. It was 10:30 pm July 24th, FC 64. I'm 21 years old now, Domon's 25. He's out this late a lot. I couldn't sleep tonight so I just sat down to read. I heard the door open behind my as Domon walked in. I turned around when I heard him coughing, but I wasn't ready for what I saw. Blood dripped down his neck from an open gash on his main blood vain. I rushed over with a cloth and tried to stop the bleeding, but he just grabbed my hand and smiled at me, shaking his head. "It's pointless, I won't last much longer, I just wanted to see you again. You've always been there for me Sai Saici, but now I'm afraid you'll have to go on yourself." Domon said coughing up a little more blood before his body went limp and he died. I gently laid him down and called for an ambulance, but I knew it was to late. I put a blanket over him and laid down with him under the cover as well, crying into his chest. The ambulance arrived a few minutes later and I got up so they could see him. They covered his head and looked at me sadly. He was dead.
******The Next Year******
Its been one year since Domon died in the living room. It's July 24th, 10:29. I'm in the same chair as last year, just starring at the wall. The clock just chimed 10:30, then I saw it. A figure of a man, looking abought 25 wearing the same clothes Domon always wore. He just appeared out of nowhere in front of me. He looked at me for abought ten seconds before vanishing. I set in my chair, scared stiff, then grabbed a paper and wrote down what had just happened. The next day a Ghost Hunter came in and looked around, performing some tests and going over what I had written before asking me some questions. She asked if I recognized the ghost at all, then it snapped. "It looked like my friend, Domon Kassu. He died last year at 10:30, July 24th. The exact time this ghost appeared, but a year before." I replied, the Ghost Hunter told me that most likely it had been Domon's ghost checking in on me, I calmed down then. He came back again every year at the same time. Some times he just looked at me and left, others he would hold me in his lap then vanish, but it was always for just ten seconds. It's been five years now, and I've had five visits. I finally realized why he vanishes after ten seconds, he only lived ten seconds after he got home, he can only stay that long.
The End.
I will not continue this story. Ghost stories come pretty easily to me, expect some more.