Nothing Left to Say

((Cool. And it checks out alright with me. I swear I'm the only one who reads the terms and conditions.))

I shrugged. "Like crap, but that's nothing new."

((Probably))

I nodded a bit, "Are you in any pain?"

"Yeah. Mainly in the area where I got shot."

I nodded, "I can get you some pain meds."

"Nah, I'm fine."

"Fine."

I gave a small nod. "What's up with you?"

((KENNEDY, PLEASE GET ON! I NEED ANOTHER HUMAN TO CALM ME DOWN!))

((Never mind so much. My mom finally came upstairs. I'm calming down a bit.))

((Sorry!!! I was doing homework!!!))

"I got some sleep and don't feel exhausted now, but I also haven't done back to back surgeries today so..."

((It's fine. Ignore my email if you want.))

I nodded. "That's good."

((What happened?))

((I was getting my clothes ready for school tomorrow, I was on the top floor of my house, alone. Then, I suddenly hear a male voice whisper "hey" behind me. Now, behind me is the hallway, which is the most haunted place of the house. Yes, I said haunted. I have a ghost in my house, no joke. It hasn't done anything, but walk at night and unplug our cable box (long story). But, I think it just tried to talk to me today. I was scared. I had a comb with a pointy end to defend myself, but we both know that wouldn't work if I needed it. Everything was silent, I was alone, in my room, having to go to bed. I couldn't go into the hall to go downstairs to tell my mom. I could barely Move, I was so scared. So, eventually, I started to move, turned on my nightlight, turned off my light and jumped (literally) into bed. It was silent for a long while, and I just needed someone to distract me.))

((Oh, I'm sorry. I know you don't like people talking about the church, but if you went to the bishop that you're in the ward boundaries of or talked to the missionaries they could get rid of the ghost and bless your house so that kind of stuff doesn't happen. I had one in my house too.))

((It's fine. It's been here forever. It was in my last house, and the one before that. My mom believes it follows her. Sometimes I like to think it's her guardian angel. I'll just pray that it is.))

((Have you seen it?))

((No.))

((How do you feel when your at home?))

((I don't know. Scared, but that's natural, I think. Nothing has ever tried to hurt us.))

((I was always scared at home until we got the house blessed. Guardian angels don't scare you.))

((Gee, thanks for telling me that right before bed. Oh well. I'll be fine. I do pray, and I will pray tonight for safety. That's all I really want.))

((Sorry... You'll be fine. My mom saw ours...))

((I think it might just be one of those more casual ghost, that don't know they passed. I have relatives that have passed before my time. Anyways, can we get back to rping? I need something to distract me before I go to sleep.))

I nodded a bit, "Yeah."