The ghost

This morning, my inner ghost woke up. He abandoned my heart, were he felt worm and safe and jumped onto the real world. It wasn´t easy for him, since ghosts can´t be seen in real world and he didn´t felt like being invisible. So he decided to make a drastic move: to kidnap a human body.
You must be asking yourself how did I noticed that the ghost was gone… well… the opression in my heart disappeared,­ it wasn´t cold anymore and a sudden happiness invaded me. But it didn´t last long. Suddenly, it seemed like the worst cold ever had entered my room, and soon I felt it under my skin.
It wasn´t hard to figure it out, the ghost thoughted that the better body to kidnap was mine. So now I´m the ghost and the ghost is me.

15 comentarios para “The ghost”

  1. Here are some clues…

  2. Sé que ésto no sirve para aliviar nada. El mal de muchos no es consuelo de nadie; es epidemia, o pandemia. Pero… yo tengo esa misma sensación todos los días. Varias veces al día.

  3. C’est la vie.

  4. lavidaessuenio Dijo:

    Suddenly (or not), I´m sad…

  5. Aren´t we all?

  6. lavidaessuenio Dijo:

    Yes…true…

  7. It’s “woke up”, not “woked up”
    bye

  8. Listo, ya lo arreglé. Gracias! :D

  9. Well, I wished we could have left, leaving you to be happy, but stories can’t end always with everyone happy. I thought you just was writing poetry, I like prose very much, it has a different magic, not better, not worst, just different. Give me more *

    J.

  10. *I wished he had left (…)” sorry :/

  11. Thanks J., I’ll show you more of this soon. ;)

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