The night felt painfully long and lonely. Even though I somewhat relished in the idea of being free from that ghost boy, I slightly felt sad and yearned his touch on my delicate skin.
Mom was lying beside me fast asleep and snoring her stress away. I tossed and turned a number of times but sleep played cruel enough to come not to my aid.
The breeze walking through the spacious room blew the white curtains, revealing the night sky. It was beautiful as always. The moon in full view . So bright and prideful.
My lonesome eyes started at the door that was slightly opened. "I thought I closed it." A frown settled on my face as I walked towards it.
A whisper echoed in my ears. Was it him? I wanted to know but I had to stand my ground and get him out of my mind for good. With pained eyes, I shut the door and went straight to bed.
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Two days without ghost boy did not come with the rapture it promised. For the past two days I had been sleeping in mother's room. My idea had paid off as I had suspected but why did it hurt like this?
Wasn't living life without a fantasy great? I did not get it. He and I knew nothing about each other. I did not even know his name. Come to think of it, how did he know mine? But then I remembered he was only a product of my imagination. Which means I programmed him to know all that he knows. But what if he was real, what would his name be? Hmm🤔🤔.
Tonight was no exception, I laid by mother's side with longing eyes, staring into the night sky. For some odd reason, his existence awakened my love for the night. It always reminded me of him. His hair and those eyes. What a beauty. I wondered with a sad smile if I was even a quarter as beautiful as he.
"You are beautiful Tezznin." His voice rang.