The Gloomy Ghost by David Lubar

Author:David Lubar
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781429993111
Publisher: Tom Doherty Associates

Fourteen

OUT AND ABOUT

We walked down to the door by the stairs. “I wonder what would happen if we went out up here?” Scott said.

“What do you mean?”

“You know. Walked through this wall,” he said, pointing to the wall at the end of the hall.

“I guess we’d fall,” I said. “But so what? We can’t get hurt.”

“Let’s find out.” Scott rushed ahead. I ran to catch up with him. We both went through at the same time.

We fell. But it wasn’t fast. It was like we were two leaves floating down. I found out I could spin. I stuck my arms out and pretended I was a helicopter. I can make a really great helicopter sound with my tongue.

“That was fun,” Scott said. “Let’s do it again.”

“How about we do it later,” I said. “I really want to get going.”

“Okay,” Scott said.

I stood on the ground outside the hospital and tried to figure out where to go. “What’s a good place for ghosts?” I asked Scott after I’d been thinking for a whole two minutes without getting anywhere.

“I know,” he said. “How about the graveyard?”

“No way!” I felt a chill run through me when he said that. I shook my head real hard to try to get rid of the thought. “The haunted house was bad enough,” I told him.

“Haunted house?” he asked.

I told him about the Winston House.

“Spooky!” he said when I was done. “Can we go there?”

“Nope. There has to be someplace else.” I started walking. I didn’t know where I was going, but I figured walking was better than standing still.

We walked for an hour. We saw three other ghosts—all adults. I tried talking to each of them, but it wasn’t any use.

“Boy, big people don’t pay any attention to kids,” Scott said.

“Yeah. Tell me about it. But how come there aren’t more ghosts?” I asked.

“What do you mean?”

“Shouldn’t there be thousands of ghosts? Maybe millions?” I wondered why the whole place wasn’t filled with ghosts.

“I don’t know,” Scott said.

I thought about it. I remembered how I’d started to float up when my body was almost all dead. Maybe people didn’t stay ghosts for long, except some people. Maybe most people weren’t ghosts at all. It was too much to think about, and I had something more important to worry about. I still didn’t know where to go. I finally told Scott the truth.

“What do you want to find out?” he asked.

“How to get a message to my parents,” I told him.

“Are you sure you can do it?” he asked. “I tried and tried to let my parents know I was there.”

“Yeah. I’m pretty sure. You hear about ghosts all the time. People see ghosts, and they see things move, and hear things, and all sorts of stuff like that. So it has to be possible. If it wasn’t, people would never even know about ghosts. Right?”

“I guess,” Scott said, but he didn’t sound like he was too sure.

“Think about it,” I told him. “You hear people talk about baseball all the time, right?”

“Sure,” Scott said.

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