Ghost Stories - Poisoned
Ivy Continued
He
rounded the grandfather oak, then halted dead in his tracks as a ghostly shell
made its way towards him. Ti gasped, retreated to the beaten path but
was cornered as the ghost reappeared in front of him.
"Ahh! Go away!
Oh! I'll kill you!" he promised, doubling both fists and bouncing
about like an idiot boxer.
He swung, his fist going through
the white spirit. He swung again, and again, and again until he was completely
spent, like a goat who'd eaten one too many tin cans.
Breathless, he heaved out
as the white smoke bellowed from his mouth as he spoke, "What do you want?
Give me something to work with here!"
His eyes widened as the spirit
eased out, "Ivy."
"Hum?"
"Ivy," the spirit
echoed once again.
Ti narrowed his eyes through
the moonlight and asked, "You want some ivy?"
"No, you idiot. My
name is Ivy," the spirit groaned, then she moaned loudly, the sound almost
bursting Ti's eardrums.
"Stop that!! What
a mean bitch ghost you are!" Ti hurled out at her, his fear no where to
be found. "What is wrong with you? Why don't you go find a
nice old house and haunt someone? I am a tired young man who has no patience
for a quibbling errant ghost person!"
"Because I've been poisoned,"
Ivy echoed, her voice eerie and cold. So cold, she could turn water into
ice chips.
"Poisoned?"
"Yes..."
"Hum," Ti eased
out, drawing a hand to his chin in deep thought. He looked at her and
quizzed, "Did you eat something laying around here?" He paused,
then added, "You aren't allergic to latex, are you?"
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