Today’s #maydays prompt how about a little haunting?
It’s true what they say; we ghosts stay with the living we just live in another room. *
I’m stuck in this limbo, I want out but there doesn’t seem to be any way of ending all this.
The people in this house are such a dull lot. I’m sure they find grass growing interesting. Just yesterday one of them remarked that the wall in the living room needed painting and then got all excited at the prospect of choosing a colour. I bet he gets just as excited watching it dry.
In my life I was a sailor. Sailed the seven seas and had a girl in every port. It was a great life; at one stage I was a midshipman on a pirate ship. And let me tell you Roger was very jolly.
And yes there was a lot of ahhhhhrrrrrring day and night. I learned quickly that with the odd upward inflection the ahhhhhrrrrrrrr could mean any one of a number of things.
Then one day I came to port in this town and Dallying Sally was my girl here. What I didn’t know was Sally had a Mr Sally who was none too pleased when he came home and discovered Sally and I sailing the bombora, so to speak.
Needless to say he challenged me over the honour of his wife and me being the fierce pirate I was accepted. In the ensuing battle I lost. Needing to hush it all up they buried me under the foundations of their new outhouse.
It was cold, smelly and not terribly pleasant at any time and so I took to wandering the house in search of a way out.
Occasionally I rattle a few things, the crockery is a good one, and I’ve perfected the art of shifting a single object like a fork and leaving it on the floor. But these people have no idea nor any perception someone like me may exist.
I know I sound depressed and I am. Wouldn’t you be? Confined in a house with dead, dull and boring twenty-four seven is sometimes just too much.
I think I’ll have another go at chain rattling, though its such a pathetic task I often feel like giving up but I’ve no where to go……..BOO……Booooooo……scary huh?
*Paul Coelho – Aleph