Simon was currently busy rushing home to be with his sweet wife, turn to look toward the bushes where the voice came from. He saw no one. He raises a brow. “Who’s there?” He asked tapping his feet. When no one shows up, he resumed his walk. Faster.
“Wait!” said the same voice.
This time Simon ignored it and kept walking. He got no time. His wife has baked him a cake and that was the most important.
“Simon, come on, you keep writing scary stories but you can’t recognize a ghost calling your attention?” The voice was now in front of him. Annoyed, Simon squinted his eyes and saw a faint shimmering light in front of him.
He sighed. “Tell me your story another time. I’m busy!” Simon reached out to it and pushed it aside. He then jogged off singing, “My sweet wife baked a cake,” while the shimmering ghost sprawled on the sidewalk sniffing as car wheels ran it over.
“I only wanted to wish you Happy Birthday,” it said before fading away.
Dedicated to Simon Prathap.
A fellow writer, a blogging friend, and overall
a great guy.
Happy Birthday Simon!
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