Chapter 1: First meet. The time is 12.00 midnight. I met with him in my kitchen. I saw him passed through the wall and I also saw him ate human flesh. Don't ask me how it looked like. It’s not really clear since everything was blurry maybe because of the medicine that I took just now.
He fixed his gaze at me. He looked angry and unhappy with my presence. I said he because he because he looked like a male teenage around my age. He had a dark brown hair with ghostly blue eyes. His skin looked pale like a dead person. He was not a zombie, and no way was he a vampire because vampire does not pass through wall. Maybe he was a meat eater ghost? This didn’t made sense at all.
He frowned at me and said "Are you the owner of this house?" I just looked at him with fear then I kept a straight face to hide my fear and I said. “Yes, I'm the owner of this house and I have the right to know who are you” The ghost relaxed a little, he seem relieved with my answer. “Don't you know? It’s very clear that I am a ghost" He said with a cheery voice. Like this was a normal thing to happen. His attitude and facial expression changed as he confirmed my suspicious. A ghost currently stood in front of me with a warm smile when just a few minutes ago he looked at me with an angry expression. Things were becoming weirder and weirder. “Gh-ghost?” I spoke slightly stuttered. He nodded and smiled. “Yes, I am a ghost” I stood terrified. My heart beat faster and faster. I shut my eyes and took deep breath. I’m confused but I need to get away from this. I shuffled to my room, leaved him alone at the kitchen. I shut the door and quickly hopped on the bed. This is not happening. This is just a dream, a nightmare to be precise. I will sleep and tomorrow morning when I wake up, everything going to be normal. I closed my eyes and slowly I drifted to sleep.
Never have I know that my little wish would not be granted.
Dream – Chapter 2: THE NEXT DAY When I woke up, my throat felt dry. My eyes was still half opened, I walked to the kitchen with my hand touched the wall for support. As soon as I reach the kitchen, the memory of the dream passed my mind. I looked around. Nobody was in the kitchen. I scanned the kitchen again, nothing weird at all. I walked and scanned around the other part of my house. Nothing . Perhaps that was just a nightmare. Time passed peacefully until the time was 12.00 midnight. I heard a noise, like people talking and laughing. I'm scared but I am determined to walk out from my room, go the kitchen and see what was this ruckus was about. The kitchen is full with male teenager or maybe they are ghost too, like yesterday? They laugh and talk loudly to each other. What the hell happened here? Some of them were talking to each other while the rest of the teenage boys were distracted with their bloody meal that I don’t want to know the origin or whatsoever. A few of them tilted their head forward and looked at me. The blood dripped from their mouth and they didn’t even bother to wipe them. “Hello, house owner " a person spoke. Blood smeared on his cloth. He grinned which showed his once perfect white but now it were tainted with blood. I look at him and said nothing then I saw a guy sitting on the floor eating bloody raw meat. "You want some meat, house owner?" He lifts the raw meat higher for me to see. The meat was still fresh. I stared at him. Scared. My knee suddenly felt weak. I looked elsewhere and saw that dark brown hair ghost with ghostly blue eyes but this times his hand full with blood. He looked at me and grinned. He seems pleased to see me. “You’re here again at this time of hour, house owner” I took a step back. Frighten by the situation. I stared at them for a couple of minutes, my kitchen, the blood, the raw meat, that ghost guy, those other teenage. All the detail came to me in great speed .Why the hell this stuff happened to me. This was madness. My stomach felt funny and my vision started to be blurry. Too much blood and raw meat for me to took in a single night. I looked at the ghost guy, he still smiled at me but I saw coldness in his eyes. I don’t think this was a good omen. My head felt heavy, I glanced around me and hope that this was just a dream. My mind went blank and soon everything became dark.
Dream – Chapter 3: That Guy. That was just a dream, right? I opened my eyes slowly. I’m still in my bedroom, the lights were still on. The time was half past one in the morning. Perhaps I fell asleep just now and dream that stuff. My mind tried to deny that fact since if it is just a dream then how can I dream that same guy? Why do I dream another sequence of my previous dream? I shrugged then positioned myself to my right. I stared at the wall of my bedroom. My eyeball opened wide, I rubbed my eyes with my finger. No way! I stood straight.
It’s that ghost guy! That dark brown hair guy with his ghostly blue eyes! “No way, maybe this is just a dream” I pinched my arm, it hurt. I looked at him and noticed that he was smiling. I stared at him, He looked very amused and he looked almost normal but as he saw me stared at him. He was back to his plastic smile and the coldness in his eye came back.
“It’s about time that you wake up, house owner” He smiled with his plastic smile.He looked dangerous somehow. "What are you doing in my house and right now in my room?' I asked with a stern face. I wonder where my courage came from? I will think about it when i solve this problem.
"What i'm doing here? i'm a ghost, I can do whatever I want and little missy, this was my house but now i suppose it your father house , right?" He spoke with a smirk.What did he meant by that and what should i do now? "Err you are dead so there is no need for you to stay linger around this house anymore."
He stared at me, his face contorted with anger. " I'm dead , do you think i want to stay here in the first place. I want to join my family to the world beyond but I cant.Just because of some stupid shit." He looked so angry but I can saw it from his eyes , an overwhelming sadness. It weird how i could saw it clearly in his eyes when he talked about his family.
"What i'm doing here? i'm a ghost, I can do whatever I want and little missy, this was my house but now i suppose it your father house , right?" He spoke with a smirk.What did he meant by that and what should i do now? "Err you are dead so there is no need for you to stay linger around this house anymore."
He stared at me, his face contorted with anger. " I'm dead , do you think i want to stay here in the first place. I want to join my family to the world beyond but I cant.Just because of some stupid shit." He looked so angry but I can saw it from his eyes , an overwhelming sadness. It weird how i could saw it clearly in his eyes when he talked about his family.
