Chapter TWO

The next day I woke up thinking that everything that happened the day before was just a dream... That was until I saw him again.

I opened my eyes and all I could see was a blinding ray of light. So I closed my eyes and rolled back on to my side. I was trying to figure out if what happened yesterday really was true. I never had dreams that weird.

"GOOOOD MORNING!" yelled the same voice as yesterday. Well there we go, it was true. I rolled on my stomach, pulled the covers over my head and mumbled from under them "Leave me alone!"

"Ah come on!" I heard his footsteps coming towards me.

I put a hand out from under my covers and said "Please keep a distance of at least a meter from me at all times!" I heard the footsteps stop.

"What? You can't do that!" He said. I could imagine him making a 'no fair' face like my brother does.

"Why not, it's my room." I said as I sat up in my bed and leaned my head against the wall. "Look if you want to sleep in this house then go in the living room."

"But you won't even notice I'm here! I promise I won't bother you this early in the morning." He started begging.



I sighed in annoyance and cut him off "Look I don't want you bothering me at all! I just want to have a normal life!" I sustained the urge to smack him in the head with my lamp and chanted in my head 'violence won't solve anything, not with a ghost.'

"But Aaron you don't know how boring it is when you have no one to talk to." he argued back.

"Can't you just teleport to some other house?" I asked him trying not to raise my voice.

He looked down at his feet and said "Yeah but it takes so much energy. After about a kilometre I can't move anymore for almost twelve hours."

I sighed and looked back at him. "Fine I'll entertain you until the others wake up."

His face instantly lit up. "What do you want to talk about?" He started taking a step towards me but I repeated "One metre!" He stopped and put his foot back down on the ground. "I don't know... how do you know my name?" I asked uninterested.

He pointed at my boxes "They all say 'Aarons crap' all over them." I looked at my boxes. They had thick permanent marker letters which did say 'Aarons crap'. I asked another question "Why are you so happy and hyper if you're dead?"

"Well I guess you learn to be happy with what you have." He shrugged "Next."

I sighed and searched for another question. As I was thinking, I saw the ghost dude taking apart one of those LEGO transformer toys. "Where'd you get that from?" I asked confused. The toy wasn't mine and I didn't see him holding a toy this morning.

"I teleported it from your brothers room." He said trying to pry the toys head off.

"You can teleport things to you?" I asked uninterested. I stood up and went to pull the blinds back down. The ray of light was slowly blinding me.



"Yup." he replied still struggling with the head of that thing. When I wanted to pull the blinds down I remembered that there weren't any on the window yet. Stupid sun had to be shining right through the center of my strangely square window.

"Can anybody else see you except me?" I asked as I propped a folded cardboard box against the window so that the light wouldn't come in my room.

"Yeah, other ghosts but no one else." He said in a strained voice. I looked back at him to see what was going on. The ghost dude now had a butter knife in his other hand and was still working on the transformers beheading. He took the knife of the toys head and sighed "I hate it when dead things look alive and this piece of stubborn crap just won't let me make it look dead!" I stared at him and tried to ignore the fact that he himself was dead but looked alive.

Just then my brother burst in to my room. "Hey have you seen my Transformer action figure?" he asked and glanced around my room.

"Ummmmm..." I didn't know what to say. Could he even see what the ghost held? My brothers eyes widened as he looked down on the floor. Ah crap. I guess he could see what ghost dude was holding but he couldn't see him.

"Oh My God Aaron it's floating!!" He pointed to where ghost kid was sitting. I kicked the transformer and the butter knife from the evil ghost while looking at bro.

"What's floating I don't see anything." I said starting to aimlessly look around on the floor. "Oh yeah!" I said picking the toy off the floor and handing it to bro "Mom must of packed it with my stuff by accident. Uh- I found it in one of my boxes last night while I was un packing. And next time knock." I pushed him out the door, closed the door and sighed. That was a close one.