Deviation Actions
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~Anthony's P.O.V~<o></o>
I
watched as Ian searched the internet on how to stop ghosts. He was willing to
protect me and he wouldn't stop. I climbed up on the desk and waved my hand in
front of his face.
"Ian!" I said. "Earf to Ian do you
wead?" I hated how I talked now.
"Huh?" Ian said. "Oh hi Anthony."
I crossed my arms. "You've been searching how to stop ghosts for about…3 hours
now. Shouldn't you take a bweak?"
Ian shook his head. "Nope." And he turned back to his
computer. I sighed. "Oh by the way Anthony, do you think you will lose your
memories?"
I froze. Say something Anthony. Tell him
the truth.
"Uh…maybe?"
Ian turned to me.
"Maybe?"
I nodded.
"What do you mean maybe?"
I bit my lip.
"I remembew a word…smosh…but I don't know what it is…"
~Ian's P.O.V~<o></o>
He doesn't
know what Smosh is? Was he losing memories quickly or
slowly? Was he going to forget me like the legend says? No he couldn't forget me
could he? I was his best friend! But the legend says. No! Ian don't think about that legends are fake. But there is living
proof right in front of me! I groaned and put my hands to my head.
"Awe you otay?"
I looked at Anthony staring at me with big, brown eyes.
I did what I would do to any child that age. I pet his head and
hugged him and said, "Yeah I'm fine."
Anthony sighed and said "You'we acting reawy weiwd."
I laughed. "But you are four years old. Which one is weirder?"
He bit his lip and stared at the ground. "Me."
I ruffled his hair and let go. "We'll fix this. I promise okay?"
"Otay."
~Anthony's P.O.V~<o></o>
I
sighed and rolled over in my bed. I should've told Ian I didn't sleep well when
I was four. I rolled onto my back and stared at the ceiling. It just had to be
me that all weird things happen to. Why did life hate me so much? What did I do?
I thought I saw something in the corner of my room but thought it was just my
imagination. I was wrong. I felt something touch my arm and looked over to see
a girl with long, black hair, blue eyes, and pale skin. One thing was
different. I could see right through her. I tried to scream Ian's name but my
voice was gone.
"Shhhh."
The ghost said. "I'm taking your memories. I can't do that if Ian comes in can I?"
She put two fingers to my head and I felt a burning pain. I couldn't
scream. I could only writhe in pain until everything went black.
~Ian's P.O.V~<o></o>
I
woke up early the next morning and went to check on Anthony. I opened the door and
saw Anthony already awake and sitting up in bed.
"Anthony? You're already awake?"
He looked up at me.
"Who awe you?"
I blinked in confusion. This wasn't good…
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