01-05-2010, 04:14 AM
As Dhaymar walked he thought about what the other ghost had said and shivered a bit. He was right, all things died. Dhaymar's ears flopped down as he grew a little sad and scared. He said it was his house and it did not seem like he cared much for Dhaymar. What if he tried to kill him? He shivered again. He wasn't sure if he liked this place. He had already hurt the little girl badly, got Vexous mad at him and now got on the bad side of a ghost. He knew what he should do.
Dhaymar slipped into an empty room and pulled a pillow out of it's case. He found some clothes that sort of fit him (not knowing they were women's cloths) and shoved them in the pillow case. He had to roam around a bit before he found the kitchen. Luckily he had not seen anyone. He found some food and filled the rest of the pillow case. Leaving the kitchen he started looking for a door outside.
He wasn't really fond of his cave but at least he knew he was safe there. Sure he went hungry most of the time and he froze a lot but it really was his only home. He didn't belong here and if he stayed he might hurt people again or he might get hurt.
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