I guess I had better begin by saying that I do firmly believe in ghosts and the like, and I love hearing stories about them, but I never thought I would be subject to a haunting myself. Now that I am a young adult, I have been noticing a rise in the activity in my home.
I have a ghost in my house that I have named 'Smile' because he has a cute smile and he giggles a lot for a ghost of a twenty-year-old. I see a faint outline of him most of the time, but on occasion, like if I am busy working, I will see him in a solid form out of the corner of my eye. Smile follows me everywhere like a lost puppy and he makes sure I am always happy and safe. When I do get upset, he comforts me by playing games with me like hiding my 'Oliver Twist' book and my keys, or stroking my hair.
I never knew that Smile would go to such great lengths to make me feel good, until one night when I had two friends over. The three of us were piled on my bed watching movies until 1:00 in the morning when we all got tired. While the two of them took my bed, I got the floor and honestly, I did not mind.
At around three in the morning, my two friends screamed at me to wake up and when I finally obliged, I saw that they were both white as sheets and clammy. When I asked what had happened, they said that they saw someone at the edge of the bed glaring at them. They went on to say that they also felt someone trying to shake them awake, but no one was there. I tried to hide my laughter when they told me this because I knew that Smile was behind it.
When they left at around seven that morning, I sighed and saw Smile at the end of my bed looking quite proud of himself. I cannot stay mad at that cutie for too long, and soon, he apologized by helping me find one of my missing trinkets from my jewellery box.
I have been living with Smile for almost three years now and I have grown to love him like a member of the family and I think he feels the same way, because one day at school, he went a bit overboard trying to protect me. I had been studying in English and as I got up to get the phone for my teacher, a boy who sits next to me tripped me and I fell on my face, much to the pleasure of the rest of my peers.
Right at that moment, the boy yelped and jumped out of his seat rubbing his shoulders and looking very frightened. He said that he felt like someone had poured ice on his back. I smirked and thanked Smile in my head. As I did so, I heard a giggle. But so did the rest of my class, and they all began looking around for the source, only to find none of course.
To this day, I still love being with Smile and he has since apologized for terrorizing my friends and that boy in class, but he has left subtle hints that if anyone annoys me or hurts me, he'll be there to take care of them. I personally think he has a crush on me, but I cannot be sure. I also would like to know if it is normal for a ghost to be able to go everywhere with a person because Smile--as I said--follows me like a lost puppy.
Thank you for reading, and I hope you all enjoyed.