Decalogue+christy+lol

1. I believe ghosts do exist. 2. I think ghosts and humans should be friends. 3. I can sense ghost from a radius of 5 metres. 4. I wish to be a ghost hunter. 5. I will haunt those who irritate me when I'm dead. 6. I find ghost a very interesting creature to study on. 7. I can't stand being near ghosts who wish to harm me. 8. I believe that poltergeists mean no harm. 9. I wil always remember the moment a ghost saves my life. 10. I have to find a way to unite both humans and ghosts.

"What?!" Ronald questioned him with mouth covered with milk, caused by him splurting milk after being shocked by my suggestion of ghost-catching. I shrugged, "Why not? They are really unique. You can learn a lot from them!" He wiped his mouth while snorting, "Ghost? I can't believe you. They don't exi-" "Yes, they do!" I cut between his words. He scratched the back of his head, a habit when he's stressed. We were silence for a while when his voice broke the silence. "....Fine," he muttered grumpily. I jumped in joy, "Thanks!" Before he could say anything, I had spoken immediately, "Tonight at 8. In front of the mansion. If you're late, I will kill you." I left him with his mouth still hanging wide.

"Why do you want to do this anyway?" he asked me. We were now walking inside the hallways of the mansion. I shrugged, "Maybe because this is what I like to do." He mumbled, "Geez, I wonder where your 'love of ghost' genes come from..." I turned my head to face him, "This is what my father does. He was a professional ghost hunter." I turned back and walked ahead of him. His long strides could easily cope up with me. "So do you wish to?" he asked. I just nodded slightly.

It had been minutes when Ronald asked me, "Are you sure there are ghosts here?" I asked him irritatedly, "Is asking questions your hobby?" He shook his head, "No, can't I ask?" I replied, "It's just sort of annoying. don't you think?" He stayed silence for a while when he answered softly, "I just wanted to get to know you more, that's all." I didn't know if I should be happy or irritated by his words and all I blurted was, "When I'm dead, remind me to haunt you." His eyes widened and he sped up to face me, "W-Why?" I said straight-forwardly, "You're annoying." He lightly held my hand, "Fiona...." I laughed out lloud, "Just joking!" He frowned in irritation and smiled back at my childish self. "So aren't you going to answer my question?" he asked again. I sighed, "I'm sure they are somewhere 5 metres or less from here." He frowned again, "How?" I explained, "Third eye perhaps?" He just nodded.

The torchlight they brought were flickering. The battery was getting lower. I suddenly stopped walking. Ronald did the same. "Uh...Fiona...What's-" "Don't move," I commanded him. He froze in his place, almost as if my words were really magic words. Knowing him to be the type to always ask 'why', I said, "A poltergeist." Next question, he wanted to ask 'where'. I immediately answered before he could ask, "Beside you. Don't worry, he won't hurt you." "Uh...Fiona....Did you somehow read my mind?" he asked. I smirked at him "Perhaps." Suddenly, my heart throbbed. I kneeled and held my chest, gasping for air. Not caring abput my order, Ronald approached me. "Fiona!! Are you alright?!" he asked, while trying to relieve me. Still gasping, I answered, "I'm fine...It's just that this is how I feel when a ghost is near me," I stopped to inhale more air. "Not all ghost though....Just the ones that want to hurt me." He held my shoulders, "Stop talking already! You've got to live! Breathe more!" My sight was blurring and I felt as if blood had flushed away from my body. I blacked out.

....I was in a world of darkness. Am I dead? Is this how it feels? I smirked to myself. So I am dead. Moments after that, a gap pf light reached for me and pulled me towards it. A figure held me and smiled gently. She wasn't visible. Her sense... It was the same feeling of a ghost...but why?

"Fiona! Wake up!" a shout came. I opened my eyes slowly. We were already out of the mansion. "Where are we?" I asked. He said, "The window beside us opened and lead me this way." I thought about it and remembered what happened not long ago. I smiled to myself. "She saved us," I mumbled. His face leaned closer to mine, "What did you say?" Our eyes were locked for a while when I pinched his nose. "It's nothing" I stood up. He followed and we walked home. "I've got homework to do," I said. He wondered and started flipping his school notepad. I laughed, "Not homework from there. A homework for myself. I've got to unite ghosts with humans." He frowned, "Whatever for?" I answered, "To be friends." His eyes widened and he shook his head, "I don't know what happened when you passed out but..." He sped up a bit and talked softly so that he wouldn't hear me, "Anything you wish to do.... I'm sure you can do it." I smirked at what he said and teased him, "What did you say? Anything I wish to do, you're sure that what?" His ears turned red and he walked faster, "N-Nothing!" he exclaimed. I chuckled.