http://slow.writerscafe.org/ChildhoodGhost The original writings of author ChildhoodGhost en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1778683029 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I hear the door of my prison open and unfamiliar footsteps as the visitor enters the room.Then she speaks,"Um, hello... Damien. I'm Bianca and I'm kind of new here so... The others asked me to familiarise myself with the patients and..."I don't even look up at the woman who had come to greet me. She.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChildhoodGhost/1128924/ WhiteThis place is dominated by white. From the walls, to the ceiling, the floor the jacket and everything else. I hated it. To top it all off, the whole facility was lit with so many flourescent lights I couldn't look at them head on. So bright its terrifying. There was a defintite emphasis on ster.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChildhoodGhost/1111069/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChildhoodGhost/1111066/ Nathan Alex's statement from last night was true. The flight is long indeed. Lucinda did not get much sleep despite her efforts and quickly dozed off after the plane's take off. In one hand she clutches the fabric of my shirt while in the other she grasps my wrist so tightly, I can feel the bruise .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChildhoodGhost/1111060/ Nathan Lucinda has been doing laundry and packing all day. I remember her telling me that Alice was planning a vacation but I didn't know we were leaving today. Every now and then she comes over and asks how I'm feeling or kisses my head or shows some other form of affection. I don't.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChildhoodGhost/1111045/ Lucinda It's early in the morning. The first rays of the sun touch his face enhancing his pallor. His eyes are bloodshot, telling me he has been awake for a while now. He stares out that window so intently I used to wonder if the meaning of life was written on it. But I can also see the way his eye.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChildhoodGhost/1111043/ Nathan “But I want a black balloon!” a small four year old Nathan demands. “Well black balloons aren't very popular among children. They only had a red balloon.” his father answers holding his temper back. “No! I want a black balloon!” In his fit the r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChildhoodGhost/1111038/ Intro Its a new day. Several weeks into summer vacation. Not that you could tell. The sky is grey, and the pitter-patter of rain is ceaseless. Still, Alice is planning a trip anyway. I'm just glad its not the beach. If it was then Alex and I would both strangle her. She's can be pretty impractical .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChildhoodGhost/1111029/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChildhoodGhost/1111022/ This is the last chapter of this book. But the story is far from over. For the second half of the story see my sequel The Outcasts Part II: Love Fades Mine Didn't. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChildhoodGhost/1111015/ Luce I peer past the corner I had made my hiding place and watched them. "Nathan I think it's pretty obvious how I feel about you. If I drop any more hints I'll have to spell it out." "Yes you have made it quite obvious." "So take me Nathan. I'm willing to give myself completely to you. I doubt you.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChildhoodGhost/1111009/ Luce Things are slowly coming to together. The man that Nathan killed went by the name Jared. He had a strong disliking for people who he deemed "unholy" and had been known to be violent toward them. For the past three years he has been preparing to "rid the world of evil" as it was written in his .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChildhoodGhost/1111007/ Luce I open my mouth to speak but he seems dazed. The look on his face tells me he wants to be alone. I tell him I'm going inside and leave him to his thoughts. The loud music is a bit of a shock after so much silence. I sit for a long time just watching those around me. After about half an hour la.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChildhoodGhost/1111002/ Alex "Because I'm not a virgin." She let that hang in the air for a moment, and it stung far more than that slap in the face. That means my greatest fear- "I will never love you like I love Nathan." I stare at her in disbelief. "I... see." I hand her a handkerchief. While her cleans her tear streak.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChildhoodGhost/1110996/ Alex Well this is a rather uncomfortable situation. "Ah. Seth. I like you. I really do. But, um, this is neither the place nor time." "Oh... I see. No, its fine. I understand." "Um. See you later, then?" "Yeah that's... fine." I pull away from him. As he leaves, I kinda feel bad for the guy. But ou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChildhoodGhost/1105899/ Luce Its prom night. Both me and Nathan are already dressed, though part of me wishes we weren't. I'm not interested in silly dances and obsessing over popular boys like the other girls. I'm not one for muscles, anyway. I run a comb through Nathan's hair, trying to make it look somewhat presentable.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChildhoodGhost/1105894/ Prom is in a few days and its all anyone talks about. Its annoying as hell but hopefully I can hold out for a few more days. All this nonstop chatter is torture though. How do the teachers deal with it? I guess that's why they cut down on homework so much. No one is able to pay attention in class e.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChildhoodGhost/1105889/ Luce Things are finally dying down. You only hear whispers of what happened now. It seems that as time moves on so do people. I wish that were true for us. The look in Nathan's eyes have changed. They are no longer filled with sadness but something else. Longing? Prom is coming up as well. Gir.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChildhoodGhost/1105888/ Luce Life's been quiet. The previous murders hang over us like a shadow of despair. Families have been devastated. Outcasts have been warned. I haven't spoken with anyone in weeks. Only Alice, since I've become her counselor of sorts. Sometimes I cant help but get lost in my thoughts, like Nathan. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChildhoodGhost/1105873/ Today everyone is whispering and talking amongst each other like they have some kind of secret. It makes me uneasy. So I go ask Lucky but it seems even he doesn't know what the buzz is about. So I go find Alice for the first time in weeks. "Hey." "Oh Luce! Have you heard what happened?" "That's wha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChildhoodGhost/1105866/ Luce Today is Valentine's Day.  I haven't seen anyone in the past week. Outside of school that is. Even in school, no one but Lucky talks to me. Alice still says hi and whatnot, but that's all. I've been avoiding Alex and it seems he's taken to doing the same. Most of my time is spent with Nat.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChildhoodGhost/1105859/ AlexIt was late afternoon when I got out of the shower. I was surprised to find Alice back. She was in the kitchen, cooking. And I had to admit it smelled delicious."Hey.""Hmm?""I... Didn't expect you to come back. Let alone cook for me.""Alex I already told you it's fine. No strings attached rememb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChildhoodGhost/1099036/ AlexI wake up slowly. Light creeps out from the window and hits my face. I blink several times before realising this and turn away. I never open the curtains let alone the blinds! I move my arm to cover my eyes only to drop it with a wince. My wrist burns. Even after I drop it, it still th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChildhoodGhost/1099034/ Slightly dark. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChildhoodGhost/1099016/ Luce Its Friday. The week is over at last. As we walk I cant help but notice how anxious Alex seems. He keeps looking over his shoulder. Finally he pulls me into a corner. "We're being followed." he says. "Um. Alex do we really have to hide here. Its going to imply-" He covers my mouth. Is he crazy?.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChildhoodGhost/1099015/ Extremely short http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChildhoodGhost/1099011/ Alex I watch her go, stunned by the sudden outburst. I don't recall ever seeing her like that. Something was off. But, I suppose it really isn't any of my business, so I let it go and trudge of to Chemistry. Lucky is already in class, which is pretty shocking. I don't think Lucky has ever been on ti.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChildhoodGhost/1099002/ Luce I wake to find that Nathan is holding me tightly, his head resting on my stomach. I smile at this. He looks so young. I brush his hair out of his face, and he wakes. Its like watching a child wake from a nap. He opens his eyes and blinks, trying to make sense of his surroundings. When he gets h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChildhoodGhost/1098987/ Luce Everyone is gone. I am alone with Nathan once more. I know he is tired but I ask anyway. "Do you still want that haircut?" "Fine" This is all he says. His tone is indifferent. "Okay," I answer simply. So I wheel him to our room in front of the mirror. Carefully taking a pair of scissors, I star.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChildhoodGhost/1098983/ Alex I watch Lucinda immediately rise. "Nathan you're awake. Why didn't you call me to help you?" "I found it difficult sleeping with the noise in here." he says flatly, "And I doubt you would have heard me over it." She walks toward him as if some invisible force pulls her. She gently brushes his h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChildhoodGhost/1098963/ Luce "Where are the others?" As if on cue, Alice slips into the room calling for me. I nearly sigh in relief. "Ah, there you are Luce. I've been looking all over for you. I tried your room, the kitchen, the bathroom, the roof, the basement, which I should inform you in nonexistent by the way, the at.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChildhoodGhost/1098960/ Luce Alex ambles into the room quietly in a futile attempt to avoid my notice. Immediately, I call him."You're late." He knows this and turns to face me, only to reveal a bloody nose and split lip. His usual nonchalant grin is pasted on his face. "One of those days, huh?" I ask, disapproval apparent.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChildhoodGhost/1098955/ He is cold. He is alone. He is hurt. He is broken. All she wanted to do was fix him. She's given her life to him, but he still wont let her in. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChildhoodGhost/1098947/