👻 The Little Ghost’s Friendship

There once was a little ghost, who had other ghost friends. This little ghost was the smallest of them all, even though he is the oldest. He couldn’t see them, he couldn’t even see himself. His friends always talked about humans, and how dumb they are, especially when they started to die off. They never talked about themselves, or even anything else. The smallest ghost was scared of this news because he liked the humans. Whenever he wasn’t talking with his ghost friends, he followed and watched the humans. When you are a ghost, there is nothing else to do. One day, the little ghost was following a human. But not just some ordinary human, his favorite human. He thought he was so interesting, that he now only followed him when he was around. 

Whenever he talks about this human to the other ghosts, they say, “Why do you always talk about him? He’s the lamest of them all,” That day when he was following that human, they were passing a knife shop. The street that they were on smelled like cake from a nearby bakery. The two suns were blazing hot and bright. But as they passed the knife shop, they heard a loud cracking sound. 

“What’d you do that for?” The ghost holding the knife demanded. 

“Me? Why are you killing off innocent humans?” the little ghost asked, recognizing the voice as one of his friends.

“Why are you protecting this…” the other ghost didn’t get to finish, because he was cut off by the human. 

“Where’d you come from? Why are you transparent?” The human was pointing at the little ghost, eyes wide. The little ghost looked down and saw himself. 

“What the?” The little ghost gasped.

Just like the human said, he was transparent. You could still see through the little ghost, but instead of being totally invisible, he had a cloudy look about him.

“So, the legend is true,” the other ghost said, putting down the knife.

 “What legend?” the little ghost asked, eyebrows furrowed. 

“Well, the legend is, if a ghost makes an act of true friendship, they become visible,” the mean ghost explained. “It’s super dishonorable for a ghost.”

“So you’re saying that people can now see me because I did an act of friendship? Why didn’t you tell me this before? I would’ve done this so long ago!” The little ghost queried, puffing out his chest. 

“Well, I just remembered it, and by the way, don’t look too happy with yourself. It’s very disgraceful being visible if you are a ghost. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m leaving. This isn’t the last you’ll see of me!” The other ghost responded, turning around and stomping away down the street. 

“Thanks for saving me. If you’re wondering why I’m not freaking out right now, it’s because I’ve heard enough campfire stories to know ghosts may be real. I do have one question though. Why did you save me; a mere human?” The human wondered.

“Well, I’ve been studying humans all my life, and never have I ever found one so interesting but you. I mean, you go to your office for work every day, type on that computer thing, then went home to your kids, and played with them! Not to mention your love of scary movies!” The little ghost replied.

Ever since then, the little ghost and his human friend became official friends. The other ghost, the mean one, however, continued doing bad things, but he never tried to kill anyone again. All the rest of the ghosts heard this tale from the mean ghost. The little ghost never talked to them again, only the mean ghost, and got a new name. His new name was Tiny. Whenever the mean ghost tried to do bad things, Tiny stopped him. Tiny also lived with the human for the rest of his life and got to see the human’s children grow up. Because Tiny stopped the mean ghost so many times, he became a legend, and he was known even to the humans. When the human’s children died from old age, Tiny was 200 years old. Tiny decided that it was his time to go too. He lay on his bed and stayed there forever, never blinking, never even breathing. Tiny had a very peaceful death.