Trouble and Ghost.

“Why were you out so late.” She demanded, her arms crossed in an obviously angry posture. There were dark circles under her obsidian-like eyes and tears had smudged her mascara into oblivion. Her lips trembled as she stared at her son.

“I was so worried when you didn’t come home last night. I went out looking for you but all I found was little Meme running around the park by herself, her leash on the floor. I started assuming the absolute worst. I even called up the police, but those useless fools said they couldn’t do anything unless you had been missing for more than ten hours. How dumb is that! If you’d been missing for that long you could have been killed by someone. I screamed the police station down until they restrained me and an officer had to bring me home. I stayed up the entire night waiting for you and then you come waltsing into the house at 8am like nothing happened. You better explain yourself young man!!”

Max was in a daze, he nervously glanced at her, he felt his heart ache. His Mother only had him and he only had his Mother. In the entire world they could only rely on each other. He could understand why his Mother was so worried, she’d lost his Dad in a similiar way. One day when Max was only three his Father went out to buy some milk, but he never came back. He didn’t take anything with him so the police decided that it might be a kidnapping rather than running away but there was no evidence and no leads. His Mother had felt so nervous that they constantly moved from town to town until they finally settled in this small village area that was 3 hours away from the biggest city.

Max wanted to tell his Mother everything but he found that his tongue was stuck in his throat, the words he wanted to tell her just couldn’t come out. It was for obvious reasons though. Firstly there was no way at all that his Mother world believe him. I mean if Max told his Mother that he met a ghost, named Ghost in the park and that Ghost took him to a party where he had a drinking competition with elves and fairies he was a hundred percent certain that she would scream at him for lying, or worse she might think there’s something wrong with his head. Max didn’t want to be seen as crazy and he knew no one would believe what he had to say.

So instead he hung his head low and said, “I’m sorry Mother. I met a friend in the Park and he said there was a cool party going on. He convinced me to take a look and I did, but I had too much to drink and then before I knew it it was morning.” At least this wasn’t a complete lie.

Mrs Malis’s face turned a slight purple with anger. “You mean to tell me you went to some random party and got drunk. You’re not even 18 Max!” She shrieked, “I made a fool of myslef, probably the entire village knows I was running around looking for you last night whilst you were at a damn party. And I sent you hundreds of texts and you couldn’t reply to even one of them, eh?!!”

Max shuffled his feet. “I left my phone on my bed last night.” he mumbled.

“I bloody know that because I found it on your bed last night!!!”

“…” Max could only silently stare at the floor.

“You are grounded. You will only leave the house for school. You will have no phone, no computer, no internet acess no anything for a month. Only study and reflect on your actions!”

Max couldn’t even protest as he watched his Mother go upstairs, take all his electrical appliances, from his phone, laptop, Xbox, TV and then put them all into the cellar, locking the door. She placed the key in her breast pocket.

“I’m going to the police station to tell them it was a false alarm.” She Announced as she slipped on her shoes and angrily slammed the door behind her. Leaving Max sighing. This was so unfair, he thought. Everything had spiralled so rapidly out of control, how was he supposed to know any of that was going to happen.

“Geez that sucks.”

Max jumped out of his skin and saw Ghost leaning against his corridor wall, wearing his trademark orange jumpsuit.

“How long have you been there?” Max snapped at him grumpily.

“Long enough.” said Ghost. “If its any consolation I’ll keep you company.”

“Oh joy.”

“Honestly, I mean it.” Ghost was suddenly right in front of Max. “Let’s be friends. Max I want to show you a whole new world. ”

Max frowned in response. “Oh Joy.”

Author: Alexia

I am Alexia. I aspire to be a writer, a professional writer, an amazing writer, a writer to go down in history. Perhaps a writer so popular someone might make a religion or a cult following based on my works. I want to be like my heroes, such as Wilde, Goethe or Tolstoy who will forever be remembered as classics. Since I was small I enjoyed the feeling of putting pen to paper and the subtle sensation of my fingers floating across a keyboard. I’ve always been told that I have an active imagination and would find myself making up different realities and universes where characters I invented would go on surreal, dark and epic adventures. Since then I have always wanted to share my unique tales to the masses and shock people with heart-warming or thrilling literature.

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