Moonlit Adventure

 Hi guys, so i will be writing a series of short stories that i have been planning to write, here's the first part. I hope you like it, let me know in the comments:-

The Moonlit Adventure

It was a moonless night, as Chris sat in his usual place staring out at the horizon. One look at his clothes will give anyone an idea to his condition. Torn at places, with dried out stains all over, a little to large for the mere 12 year old, yet these were weirdly comfortable for Chris. Just as we were talking about Chris's clothes, it seems he noticed you too. You can see him looking at you, then at his clothes, realizing what you were thinking about. He quickly jumps up, dusts some part of it, and turns to you smiling. He extends his hands to you, -"Hi, um...I'm Chris, and forgive me for my appearance", He says innocently.

Seeing he gets no reply, Chris's face shows a tinge of sadness, which vanishes before anyone can notice it as he smile again. "Maybe Sam was right, there are no ghosts. I should stop talking to myself, if Sam sees me i will be in trouble."

After mumbling that, He start to run. Before he vanishes, one can see him sweeping one last look at the place where he was just now, and it might even look like his gaze stopped directly at you for a second, but it must be some weird coincidence. We see the fading figure of Chris, the weird boy who supposedly talks to himself and sees ghosts................

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