Danny
It was cold, when I wolk up. I looked around in bewilderment. I was in a brown cave, with tons of cracks in it. Ancient drawings overwhelm it, and blood stains overwhelm it. Also, there is a little pond of water.
"Oh god." I whispered "Where am I?" I look at my cloths, in shock. They look brand new, with this really neat jacket to tie it together. Which is really weird, you know. It felt just a second ago I was screaming help, and then I wake up here. Someone must have saved me!
"Goin' Ghost!" I stretched my arms out waiting for that ring. I opened my eyes and looked at myself. Ok, that's weird. I took a deep breath, and repeated what I did before. Disappointed at the results, I decided to walk around for a bit. Maybe I'm just really tired; hell I've been through the ringer. I started looking at paintings, wondering around.
I wonder how's my family is doing, friends. I must been gone for a couple of hours. Maybe a day, I feel bad. It is Christmas. I just really want to go home, really bad. Home… My lips start to tremble, I close my eyes.
No, I'm not to cry. I am not that kind of person, who cries over home. Ok, this is getting harder. My hands start to shake, my knees drop. I take a deep breath, my thought starting to get sore. I feel something in my hands; it's my stuffed rocket when I was a kid. Then, I start to cry. Tears streaming down my face, and then start to sob. Well, crap. This was not expected. I stand up and start to scream.
"Who are you?" I outcry. "Why are you doing this to me! What did I ever do to you?" My voice echoes all over the cave, and then I see that puddle of water moving. It's making a memory, of mine. Were all sitting together last Christmas. Christmas... My damn worst holiday.
"I hate Christmas!" I scream. I put my hands into a fit and punched the wall; it braked into a million pieces and shows a corn field. Must be over 15 acres, and it's stormy. Grey sky and lighting shoots everywhere. The wind takes my tears away; I walk out of the cave to explore.
The creepy part is, it looks exactly like out corn field we used to own. When I was four we sold it, and moved to Amity Park. I really loved the corn field; it was always sunny and has fresh breeze to it. We made waffles, pancakes, pasta, and all these delicious meals. But that was all before dad found out Amity Park was the most ghost invaded city in the Nation.
I was walking, then I tipped over a rock. I grumbled, and then gasped. I looked at the rock in disbelief. This is our old cornfield! It the purple rock saying: Danny and Jazz's Adventure Land! I smiled at the memory. It was surprisingly good times, but why is it stormy. My focus it turned on the weather. I squinted my eyes to look for shelter, its freezing out here. Then, my smile appeared. I so remember our wooden, dark brown, house. I started to run, completely forgetting about my ghost powers. My parents must be here! That's why the person brought me here!
I kept running before I just phased through the door, I tripped and feel in our living room chair. I look up, it was all of us. We were all sitting at the table, with our Chocolate lab Fudge. We were sitting eating my favorite dinner, Taco Bell.
"Mom?" I croaked. Then they all turned at me at the same time, then I realized it was Vlad sitting my dad's chair. Then my younger self vanished, and the chair turned at me.
"Daniel!" Vlad smiled. "Glad you make it! Sit down son, dinners getting cold." I started walking backwards. To be honest, I am completely freaked out. Then Jazz grabbed my hand and gripped out tight.
"Come little brother! She smiled, and threw me in the chair. Wow, she's strong,
"Um, no thanks." I said, and ran out of the chair and headed towards the door. And of course, instead of phasing through it like last time I didn't. I completely hit my head. Damn, that hurts. And adding to my problems, I pass out.
That's just great.