Geist Ch. 01

Categories: Genel.

Şub 14, 2021 // By:analsex // No Comment

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Amateur

Michael cleaned up the pear splatter on the wall and turned off his iPod, putting it back in his pocket. He didn’t know how he felt about his recent discovery. His grandfather wasn’t crazy? He did have a ghost? And said ghost hated pears?

He decided it was time to pay the ghost a visit.

‘Is there really a ghost in here? What if he’s in here now? What if he’s watching me?’ Michael asked himself. He swallowed and looked around, knowing he wouldn’t see anything there. He climbed the steps to his room and sat down on his bed. The stain on the wall and floor looked almost black.

‘I wonder if that has something to do with the ghost?’ He asked himself. He looked around the room. The window was open as usual.

“Are you here, now?” Michael asked out loud, feeling stupid. Of course there was no answer. The curtains blew softly with the breeze and Michael felt the hairs on his neck stand up.

“I just want to talk to you,” He said. “Get to know you…” Michael mumbled. “I’m sorry about the pears… I know you don’t like them, I just had to be sure that you were real…” He felt like an idiot. Michael sighed and laid down. He kicked his shoes off and climbed under the covers. He rested his head on the pillow and didn’t feel the lonely eyes staring at him as he drifted off to sleep.

~~~~~~~~~~

The next two weeks passed and nothing of interest happened. Michael tried talking to his Geist more than once, but he never received an answer, and the activity stopped. Most of it anyways. There was always the unusual things he couldn’t quite explained, so he chalked it up to the ghost. Footsteps at night, things moving. It seemed his spirit liked to play with him. It would often move things away from where he placed it. Sometimes even across the mansion. Michael found it annoying but still funny.

He was doing laundry and was bringing his clothes upstairs when he stopped. There, standing at the window, was a man. His hair was gray and resembled Orlando Blooms hair. He stood with his back to Michael and stared outside. His clothes were simple, a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. It took Michael a moment to realize he was transparent. His left hand was shoved in his pocket and his right sat between his head and the window frame. Michael dropped the basket and the man turned around. He gasped silently, and then he was gone.

Michael stood there for a moment.

Was that the ghost? Who else could it have been? He looked so sad. Why did he run? Is he here now? The questions ran through Michael’s head faster than he could process them. He blinked before looking around the room.

“Are you here?” His voice cracked. “I didn’t mean to startle you…I just needed to bring the clothes in here…” Michael felt stupid again. “I’ll leave, you can have the room.” Michael set the basket down and left the room, shutting the door behind him.

‘Did I just give up my room to a ghost?’ He stopped in the middle of the hallway.

~~~~~~~~~~~

Michael didn’t know how long the ghost wanted to sit in the window. But it was well past midnight now and he wanted to go to bed. He thought about sleeping in the study, but decided against it. He didn’t want to seem as crazy as his grandfather though he doubted the old man was ever actually crazy to begin with. Eventually, he got up the nerve to walk down the dimly lit hallway. He stopped at the door and hesitated, before knocking.

“Uh, I don’t know if you’re still in there…but uh… I’m really tired. I just need to get some sleep…if I could just have my room back for a few hours…” Michael mumbled. He didn’t know what he was waiting for but suddenly the door opened slowly. Michael was surprised and it took him a second to step in. He looked around the room but saw no one. “Thank you…” He said anyways. He thought about stripping but decided against it. Something about the ghost watching freaked him out. He took off his shoes and climbed into bed.

He sat there, awake. The room was freezing. The window was open as usual and the breeze rolled in gently. He curled up in the blankets tighter but it did nothing to keep out the cold. With a sigh he stood up and walked down the hall. He grabbed two more blankets and walked back to bed, covering up. He still shivered. Snow was on the ground outside and it had to be below zero outside. He could do nothing to keep the cold out. He thought about moving to the study after all. He was about to move when he heard a strange scraping sound. He looked up and saw the window slowly lowering. It shut and the room was almost instantly warmer. He stared at the window and the space in front of it.

“Thank you.” He said. The room was silent.

He turned back around and rested his head on the pillow. He fell asleep almost instantly.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

After that night, the house was booming with activity. The ghost was doing SOMETHING 24/7. Michael would be eating and his bowl would start sliding across the table. He would play the ghosts game and chase after his food. Or he would be in the shower and magically the hot water would be turned off. That one casino şirketleri wasn’t so funny. That wasn’t to say the ghost was cruel to him. Just a prankster. Every night, when Michael would head to bed, the window would be closed before he got there. Even if it had been open all day.

He also helped around the house surprisingly. Michael had, more than one time, walked away from the laundry for a second, only to come back and find it all folded. He always made sure to thank the haunting spirit and let him have their room to himself all day, as long as he got it at night. He hadn’t seen him again though. Not once.

Michael had ordered a pizza and he finally heard the doorbell ring. He jogged to the door and saw the same kid as usual.

“Hey, Tevon.” He greeted the pizza guy.

“Hey.” The kid smiled. He had come by a few times after the accident with the ghost, but hadn’t come in.

“How much do I owe you?” Michael began unfolding the cash from his wallet.

“Ten fifteen.” Tevon said.

“Here you go.” Michael handed him the cash, giving him a decent tip as usual.

“Thanks.” Tevon waved and headed back to his car. Michael shut the door. He set the pizza down in the kitchen and was pulling down a plate when there was a knock on the door. He frowned. He walked back and opened the door to see Tevon standing there.

“Hey, my car won’t start. Can I use your phone to call my boss and a tow?” Tevon asked.

“Sure, come on in.” Michael said. He felt the room go cold for a second. He walked ahead of Tevon and grabbed the phone. “Be nice.” He whispered so Tevon couldn’t hear him, but hopefully the ghost would. There was the sound of a door slamming upstairs. They both looked up the stairs.

“What was that?” Tevon asked.

“Wind, the window upstairs is open and it always slams that door shut if I don’t close it.” Michael laughed. “Here you go.” He handed him the phone. Tevon began dialing and pulled the phone away from his ear after a second.

“What the hell? It was fine for a second there. Now it’s just static.” Tevon said.

“Oh, right. You have to be outside for the phone to work.” Michael said.

“Why?”

“I don’t know, it just never works in the house.” Michael lied.

“Oh, okay.” Tevon shrugged. He took a step towards the front door and it flew open, hitting the wall hard. “What the hell?” Tevon jumped.

“Wind! Damn that wind…” Michael chuckled awkwardly, trying to rush Tevon out the door. “If it doesn’t get closed all the way, the wind pushes it open.” He lied again.

“This house is creepy.” Tevon said.

“Yeah, you wouldn’t even believe how weird it gets around here when I’m alone.” Michael didn’t lie that time. Tevon made the call and handed the phone back to Michael. Michael put it back in it’s place and thought for a second. “He’s not going to stay forever, he’s just waiting for a ride. Just be nice for him until the tow truck gets here, please?” He whispered, while walking over to Tevon.

“Come on in. You can wait for your tow truck inside.” Michael said.

“Thanks!” Tevon smiled and stepped inside again. Michael grabbed the pizza.

“Want some? I never eat it all myself, anyways.” Michael set the pizza down and took a slice for himself and Tevon grabbed one, thanking him again. Michael looked around and noticed the house was oddly quiet. Maybe the ghost had listened to him?

“So what-” The sound of a crash came from the kitchen. Michael spoke to soon.

“Just a second.” Michael smiled and stepped inside the kitchen. He stepped inside and a knife was thrown, landing in the wall only a few inches away.

“Watch it! You could have killed me! And I, for one, don’t plan to stick around this house like a certain squatter.” Michael bent and began picking up the pieces of the broken plate the ghost had thrown. “Would you stop throwing things? He’s not doing anything to you!” Michael spoke to the ghost as he cleaned. “He’s just waiting for the two truck and then he’ll be on his own damn way.” Michael said, as he threw away the shards of broken ceramic.

“Who are you talking to?” Tevon stepped into the room.

“Myself! It was just me. I talk when I….clean.” Michael knew the lie was dumb as soon as it left his mouth.

“What happened?” Tevon said, looking at some pieces Michael missed.

“Wind!” Michael said, quickly.

“The windows closed.” Tevon pointed at the window in the kitchen.

“Wind, it was wind…This house has lots of wind it comes from the…wood…SO! Where’s that tow truck, they take forever, don’t they?” Michael laughed nervously, then he noticed the knife still in the wall behind Tevon. “Here, throw this away, would you?” He asked, giving Tevon the pieces of ceramic. As soon as he bent over the trash can he grabbed the knife and yanked it out of the wall, throwing it down on the counter. They heard a truck pull up and Michael looked out the window to see the two truck sitting outside.

“There it is! You should go talk to him.” Michael pointed outside. “Thanks for the pizza!” He said, as he shut the casino firmaları door and sighed. The door upstairs slammed. Michael rolled his eyes.

“Drama queen.”

~~~~~~~~~~~

The next day, Michael didn’t see or hear any ghost activity. He was forced to eat his food in peace and fold the laundry himself. He was about to step into his room to grab a towel when he heard a faint crying sound. He paused. It was definitely crying. He pressed his ear up against the door and listened. It was man, he was sobbing heavily and tried to keep it quiet. Michael paused. Was it the ghost? It had to be. He didn’t know what to do, so he decided to knock on the door.

“Hey, are you okay?” He asked. The crying stopped. There was a moment of silence and the door opened. Michael stepped in and looked around. As usual, he saw no one. He sighed and sat on the bed. “I know you don’t know me, and I don’t know you. But we kind of live together and I want you to know that I’m you’re friend. At least I consider us friends. I don’t know a whole lot about ghosts…But I know a lot about people, and I think I could help.” Michael was blushing, he no longer felt as stupid talking to himself, or at least it seemed like he was talking to himself. The room was silent and then the bed squeaked as an unseen weight sat down next to Michael. Michael’s heart beat quickly. He swallowed.

“Could you make it so I can see you? Honestly I feel a little weird talking to an empty space.” Michael laughed. Slowly the view of a man came in. He sat on the bed next to Michael, his face streaked with tears. Michael drew in a breath. He looked young, no older than Michael. But he had the eyes of an old man. “Wow, I didn’t think you would actually do it.” Michael blurted out. The ghost looked up at him and started to fade out. “Wait, no! Stick around, please?” Michael said. The ghost became as solid as he could again. “What’s…What’s your name?” Michael asked.

“Avery.” The ghost spoke for the very first time. His voice had a hollow echo to it, but it was still enchanting.

“Avery. Good to put a name to a face. Well…honestly it’s good to put a face to a person.” Michael laughed at his own dumb joke. Avery smiled.

“Why were you crying?” Michael asked.

“You would be crying if you were dead, too.” Avery looked down.

“How long have you been…”

“Dead?” Avery asked, he looked back down. “I don’t know. You lose track of time so easily here.” Avery looked around the room.

“How did you die?” Michael asked. The room got colder. Tears began dripping from his cheeks again, by the time they landed on the bed, they had vanished.

“I was murdered.” Avery said, voice echoing around the room. Michael’s heart ached for the ghost.

“By who?” Michael asked. Avery sobbed, and vanished.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

Avery continued to help around the house, but didn’t show himself again. Michael would talk to him when he knew he was in the room, and still allowed him to have their room for himself during the day. Michael heard him crying more than once, but never disturbed the ghost. He was obviously haunted, no pun intended, about his death.

“Hey, Avery, can I ask you a question?” Michael mumbled, while eating a bowl of cereal. There was no answer but he knew Avery was in the room, he was drying the dishes. “Why do you hate Wednesdays?” Michael asked.

“I was killed on a Wednesday.” Avery said. He didn’t make himself visible, but his voice echoed through the kitchen.

“Really? That sucks….” Michael frowned. Then something struck him. “Oh god… Please don’t tell me that stain in our room is…”

“Where I was murdered? Yes.” Avery said, turning off the water. Michael felt sick.

“That’s so creepy there aren’t even words. I give up, you can have the room.” Michael laughed bitterly and pushed his bowl of cereal away. Avery took it and put it in the sink. “Thanks.” He mumbled. He was surprised at how fast he had adjusted to having a ghost as a roommate.

“Can I ask you something else?”

“Yes.”

“Why are you so nice to me? From what I’ve heard you had a reputation of being malicious to the previous owner.” Michael joked.

“You’re kind to me. You call it our room, and our house. I miss being treated like a person.” Avery said.

“But you are a person. Kind of…I mean, you’re still here, and you have thoughts and feelings… That makes you human, doesn’t it?” Michael asked.

“I guess…” Avery said, voice still echoing around the room.

“Why were you so mean before? What did he ever do to you?” Michael asked, there was no answer. “Avery?” Michael looked around. He heard the door shut upstairs. He sighed. Whenever he didn’t want to talk about something, he vanished.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Avery, I’m ordering a pizza. Are you going to be nice?” Michael called out, as he dialed the number.

“Yes.” A soft voice said right behind him. Michael jumped and spun around to face the ghost who had made himself visible.

“Jesus Christ. Give a guy a warning, yeah?” Michael put a hand over his beating heart. güvenilir casino He ordered the pizza and decided he wanted to watch a movie. “I’m going to watch something, do you want to watch with me?” Michael began searching through the movies.

“Really?” Avery suddenly poked his head out of the ceiling.

“Okay, that’s new.” Michael stared up at him for a good three seconds before going back to searching through the movies. Avery pulled his head back and suddenly dropped down through the ceiling. “Okay, again, if we’re going to pretend this is normal. You’re gonna have to stop that right now.” Michael pointed. Avery smiled and giggled. He floated down to the couch, sitting down on the middle cushion. Michael smiled, he hadn’t ever heard the ghost laugh before, it was a beautiful sound. Michael put the movie in and the previews were rolling when the doorbell rang. Avery vanished, though Michael knew he was still sitting where he was.

“Be nice.” Michael said again. He opened the door to see Tevon there.

“Michael, I think you have a pizza problem.” Tevon said, handing him his pizza. Michael laughed and began taking out his cash.

“Watching a movie?”

“Yep, was to lazy to make lunch, so I ordered in.” Michael smiled.

“At this rate, you’re going to be customer of the year.” Tevon laughed. He waved goodbye and Michael shut the door.

“Nice job, you didn’t throw something at him.” Michael walked back to the living room to see Avery sitting on the couch.

“It was hard to hold myself back.” Avery smiled. There was always a sadness lingering in his eyes, even though he smiled. Micheal sat down and opened the box. He paused.

“I would offer you a slice…but do you even eat?” Michael asked. Avery shook his head.

“I haven’t had food since I died. I don’t even know if I can. I’m not exactly solid.” Avery looked sad.

“Here, try it. You can pick stuff up, so…” Michael handed him a slice. Avery missed a little and one of his fingers landed through Michaels hand. It made him shiver. Avory took the slice and hesitated. “Come on…” Michael smiled. Avery seemed to blush. He opened his mouth and took a bite of the pizza. He wrinkled his nose. “Well?”

“It tastes like sand.” Avery frowned. Michael looked sympathetic.

“Wonder what would happen if you ate sand.” Michael smiled. Avery laughed, temporarily turning invisible and the pizza fell through onto the couch. They both started laughing. Michael picked up the fallen piece of pizza and threw it away.

“This is the most fun I’ve had since I died.” Avery said.

“It’s just pizza.” Michael smiled.

“Not the pizza. The pizza tastes like sand. It’s fun being with another person. I always feel so alone…” Avery mumbled.

“Well you’re not anymore. We both live in this damn house and I plan to keep it that way.” Michael smiled. Avery gave another small smile. “Avery…” Michael hesitated.

“Yes?”

“Why do you think you’re here?”

“Excuse me?” Avery wrinkled his brow.

“I mean, it’s supposed to be that ghosts have some unfinished business. Something they need to tie up before they…I don’t know, move on or go into the light or whatever.” Michael said. “Do you have any idea what that is?”

“I don’t know… I haven’t really thought about it honestly.” Avery said.

“Maybe, if we figure it out, I can help you. Then you won’t be stuck here.” Michael said. Avery seemed to blush through his transparent body.

“You can, if you want. But I really don’t remember much about what happened that day.” Avery said.

“We’ll figure it out.” Michael smiled. He moved to place his hand on Avery’s. His hand passed through the transparent form and his hand fell through to the couch. He smiled up at Avery anyways. Avery blushed deeper, but it still didn’t effect his transparent flesh.

~~~~~~~~

Michael stepped into the old library and sighed. It had been awhile since he had gotten to just spend time in a library. He used to do it all the time. But he had been working hard to make his last relationship work, and hadn’t had a chance to just sit amongst the old books.

He spent the next two hours trying to find anything and everything he could on his towns history. He came up with six cases of murder.

“Six.” He mumbled to himself. “And that’s only in the last ten years. For all I know, Avery could have been hanging around for centuries. That house is old enough, anyways.” Michael rubbed his eyes. He grabbed the pages and newspaper articles he had made copies of, and began walking for the old building. He opened the cheap paper folder he bought at the dollar store and shoved the papers inside. Six cases, six victims, and not a single name. The police had never found out who the people were. After putting all the papers inside, he pulled out the first one his fingers touched.

“Age 26, sex male, cause of death…” Michael swallowed. “His throat was slit.” He set down the papers and looked out at the park he had taken a seat in. He hadn’t really thought about it this way. He knew Avery was dead, and that he was murdered, but it never really registered in his head that he was MURDERED. Someone had done something horrible to him, and it had ended his life. He could have been Michael’s age. It could have been Michael. Michael shook his head.

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

About analsex

Browse Archived Articles by analsex

Related

Sorry. There are no related articles at this time.

Leave a Comment

Your email address will not be published.


pendik escort didim escort antep escort adapazarı escort adapazarı escort maraş escort bayan kuşadası escort bayan çanakkale escort bayan muğla escort bayan mersin escort bayan muş escort bayan nevşehir escort bayan elazığ escort bayan erzincan escort bayan erzurum escort bayan canlı bahis bahis siteleri canlı bahis canlı bahis bahis siteleri bahis siteleri sakarya escort bursa bayan escort bursa escort bursa escort porno izle sakarya travesti