The Questioning

Italo Calvino said: The more enlightened our houses are, the more their walls ooze ghosts. They where mean and green. They looked like brussel sprouts or a salad. The Warmwanders moved earlier that week and hadn’t known about the ghost until Friday night when they poured out of the walls. The 15 year old boy was touching the ghosts and even know he had no clue of what was going on he was becoming one. He became evil and selfish while still human. 3 months later he realized he was lighter and harder to see. He was becoming a ghost. He realized that had been what was making him selfish and evil. He hated these character traits and wanted to help people and to not hurt them. He would change the story of ghost. He was scared out of his mind. Would he be able to make people happy and feeling good about them self’s? Would he be the good boy he once was?Would he ever love again or feel happiness? He would fight himself. Why? asked his parents Why do hurt people and not love them? And everyday he replied, “What do you mean? I’ve never hurt anyone. It’s all a big joke that someone’s playing Help me.” They tried and tried but he had to help himself. He tried to be the loving boy he once was but he needed advice from another ghost. These ghosts are like thing 1 and thing 2. They do thee exact opposite of what you tell them to do. They will give him the answers if he asked correctly with no manners at all. He got himself stuck in the worst situation ever.   Image credit: “love Don’t live here anymore…” – © 2009 Robb North – made available under Attribution 2.0 Generic

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