There is a ghost in my bedroom 0o
"Sam, that thing could have killed you!" Tucker gasped at Sam.
"No, it was too scared." Sam explained.
Soon after the chaos in the cafeteria, Sam and Tucker were walking home. Mrs.
Lancer and their Principal both agreed that, for the safety of the students, to dismiss the kids early. Tucker was about to continue on about his, 'All ghost are evil' theory when they reached Sam's house.
"See you tomorrow, Tuck!" she called as she went inside her home, happy to get away from Tucker and his crazy theories.
Sam's parents were still at work, and Sam hardly ever saw them. She was glad of this. By time her mom and dad got home, she was asleep, and when she got up, her parents were at work again. This suited her fine because her parents were weird. By weird, she meant Goth. (n/a Ironic, eh?)
Sam went up to her room, opened her bedroom door, walked in and cautiously set her books down on the floor. She would have carried her books to her desk, but she saw something and it made her curious.
Sam tip-toed over to her bed and stared at the, was this that ghost from school? Sam saw the ghost up close, he seemed to be sleeping, his snow-white hair falling into his face and…and was he hurt? Sam took a look the phantom's costume. Sam immediately recognized it as the hazmat suit she had received from Jack.
"Hello?" she asked the ghost.
The ghost boy woke up and was startled. He was very scared and hurt. Sam looked into the ghost's neon green eyes. They were sad and frightened. Phantom saw Sam looking at him, and tried to fly away. Tried. Sam had grabbed his hand.
"Please don't go!" she pleaded. Sam continued, "I won't hurt you, I promise. Please don't go!"
Phantom stared into Sam's light lavender eyes. He trusted her, so he closed his eyes and allowed Sam to pull him back down to the bed.
"You look hurt. What happened? My name is Sam, by the way." Sam explained.
All Phantom had to do was point out of the nearby window at Fenton Works.
"They attacked you, didn't they."
The phantom nodded.
Sam sighed. "Those two just don't understand."
Sam laid her had on the ghost's shoulder. "Are you from around here? What is your name?" she asked. Phantom shrugged. He couldn't remember anything.
"Well, whoever you are, you can stay here. You will be safe from those two." The ghost stared once more into Sam's beautiful lavender eyes, and then gave a weak smile. Sam smiled back at him.
Well, I hope this answerd you question as to, Who's room was Danny in. And just because you said pwetty pweese, YES, you were right Egyption Ghost Kitty!
Reviews are welcomed. Flames I am prepared for. points to a water hose