"Danny for Short"

I had two kids, now I'm down to one. Of course this is never how I imangined to end up with one again. I never thought I'd have to bury my own kid. But then again, what parent ever thinks about putting their child into the ground. It's not suppose to go that way, your kids are suppose to make your funeral plans.

I lost him, and I cant help but blame myself. My wife, oh she's so wonderful, tells me it wasnt my fault and it wasnt anyone's fault but the ghost boy's. And I believed her til tonight. Jazz my daughter told me why he's gone, and I can hardly believer her. What should I believe, nothing seems to make sense anymore. Maybe he was really and truly was the ghost boy but what if she's lieing?Then again Jazz has no reason to lie to me.

Early today she came to me and said she needed to talk to me. I didnt know why, usualy she's the councelor of the family but if she needed guidance who was I to say no.

"Dad, do you know why Danny died?" She'd asked.

"Well sweetie no body really knows why anything happens but..." I began only to be cut off by her.

"No, I mean do you know the cause?"

"Well yeah, it was the ghost boy I thought you knew that,"

She sighed then looked at me. "Dad, Danny wasnt killed by the ghost boy, umm he was the ghost boy."

"Are ok Jazz, there's no way that..."

"Well yeah there is, it was the lab accident it changed him somehow, but it didnt make him a different person. It just gave him powers."

"Ghost powers? Did you think Danny had ghost powers?" I asked confused.

"No I dont think, I know."

"Why would you never tell us this, especially if it was life threatning?" I said trying to keep my cool, although I was extremely mad and hurt that my kids would things like this from me.

"We were scared. I mean its not that we never considered telling you, but we didnt know how you'd react, if you try to hurt him or you'd understand. We both agreed that it was safer just to never tell you two, so at least he would be safe at home."

"Why did he do all those horrible things?" I persued thinking of the age all question of 'where did I go wrong?'

"Uh well he didnt mean to most of the time he stumbled upon crimes by accident or was framed by other ghosts. The truth of it was he was only trying to do good and rid the town of ghosts."

"He was trying to be the hero." I murmmered.

"Yes. Should we tell mom?" She asked.

I thought of my wife upstairs, she'd been so depressed, I thought it might kill her to find that her little boy was the very thing we tried so hard to destroy. It would just break her heart to know that he felt soafaird of us that he wouldnt even tell us the truth to save himself.I shook my head and watched Jazz go. Danny was Maddie's boy and Jazz's was my girl.

I decided to leave Maddie's respect for Danny intact. She'd loved her son more than anything in the world and it wasnt that she hated Jazz she loved her daughter too, but there was just some connection that formed between those two when he was young that was very special. And it wasnt that me and Danny were distant either, cause I loved my son too. Some how I think it was just who got to name who that started these bonds.

I choose Jasmine's name and she choose Daniel's name. Of course I never liked the name Danny to be perfectly honest but it grew on me. As did he. And I feel horrible for Maddie cause she lost her bond when Danny died. At least I still had Jazz. But whats worse is my wife's once lovely violet eyes are dulled with pain.

I dont think there are any amount of words that can fully espress what she was going through and I suppose it didnt help the fact that she'd held her dying son in her arms. Yet he was too far to hear us. And now he's gone. He's really gone.

My only son, Daniel, or Danny for short is gone. I dont beleive in angels or God, but up til now I'm hoping that they are real. Because I want him to be somewhere better than here, somewhere safe. But if there's comfort in anything that there's great pride in dying with aheroic diginity and at least he got that.