| Title: A Ghost Walks the Halls Author: Ginger Ninja Summary: Seven-year-old Obi-Wan Kenobi's musings on the man he thinks of as a ghost. Time frame: 5 years before JA series starts Archive: If I already gave you permission, take it. ;) If I haven't drop me an e-mail. Disclaimer: The boys belong to Mr G. Lucas. Not me. I just like to use them for angst, mush and other types of fan fics! :) YET another little story that's set Pre-JA and is a bit of a warm up to my series :) Enjoy! Author's note: This fic is written from a seven-year-olds POV... I hope it sounds 'childish' enough. :D ***** A ghost walks the halls. Sounds neat huh? One of my teacher's was reading us a story the other day about this really big haunted castle on this planet somewhere and I just thought that was a really cool way of starting the story because it made it sound really scary and I like scary stories!! And then I thought 'hey! There's a ghost in the Temple too!' I told my teacher about the ghost but she just told me off and said I shouldn't be so rude and interrupt story time and all my classmates laughed at me and told me I was being stupid. But I'm not being stupid! There really *is* a ghost in the Temple! And I can prove it! You see, it was the other day when I was going to one of my classes when I remembered that I had forgotten to bring my data-pad with my homework. So I told Garen, he's one of my best friends, to tell the teacher I'd be in class soon but I just had to get my work. He told me I'd forget my head if it wasn't screwed to my body and I told him that I'd look kinda strange without a head on my body and then Garen laughed and told me I was real funny like the characters on the cartoon we always watch. Anyway I turned around and ran as fast as I could back to my room because I didn't want to get into too much trouble with the teacher. And if I did get in trouble with the teacher, that nasty bully Bruck would just keep laughing at me and say how stupid I was. But I'm *NOT* stupid!!! So there I was right, running back to my room when I heard something walking along the corridor just around the corner and that was weird because at this time of day there shouldn't be anyone here because we're all in class. I peeked around the corner and saw this *huge* man with really long hair in a really dirty looking brown cloak standing in front of *my* room! And I was like 'what's this man doing there?' But what made me even more surprised than that was when this man went *into* MY room! He looked around first to make sure no one was looking I guess so I backed away a little. When I looked back, he had gone into my room! And I was feeling totally scared by then because some strange man was in *MY* room! It took me a couple of minutes to not be scared and to go to my room and get that man out! Well...maybe not get him out but watch him and see what he was gonna do! Yeah anyway so I crept really quietly, like the teacher taught us, up to my room and peeked in. The man had left the door open so I could watch everything he did. I was kinda glad about that 'cause I wasn't sure what I would have done if the door had been closed. Gone and told the teacher I guess but if I had done that then I bet by the time I got someone back here, the man would have gone and I'd be told off for making up silly lies. Anyhow, I watched this massive man in my room. He had to be a Master because he looked pretty old and he was SO BIG. I caught a glimpse of his face from the side. He had a beard a pretty big nose. His forehead was pretty big too and his hair started high up on his head and his forehead was sort of shiny-like he was sweating or something. I think his eyes were blue but I couldn't see them very well because he kept holding his hands to his face and sighing. Yeah, that's something I remember especially. This man sighed A LOT-like every couple of seconds. And he sounded REALLY sad too and I thought that was strange because I didn't think grown-ups were ever sad like kids were because they had grown up and they were so big I figured NOTHING could hurt a grown up because they aren't small anymore like kids are. Then I heard the man say something. A name I think. "Zana Toes" or something like that I reckon. And when he said that name he looked around my room and I thought maybe he was looking for a person but then I figured he couldn't be looking for someone in my room because it was my room and only I lived in my room. So then I thought maybe I had something that belonged to him or Zana Toes or maybe I had something that was called Zana Toes. But I was sure I didn't have whatever it was because the teacher said having something that isn't your own without asking for it is stealing and stealing is naughty and I'm never naughty. Well, not naughty *all* the time at least... If I was naughty all the time 'treading the Dark Path I would be' like Master Yoda says and the Dark Side is REAL bad...there's nothing worse than the Dark Side of the Force and people who turn to the Dark Side and the worst people in the Galaxy! And after ages the man turned and faced the door. I managed to see his face properly before I ducked away from the door. I didn't know why but I was sure he looked familiar, like I'd seen him before but I couldn't remember him properly. But you want to know what was really, really, *really* weird about this man? I couldn't sense him at all through the Force. Our teacher told us you can always sense another...what was it?... living being that's it...through the Force. I asked what did it mean if you couldn't sense someone and the teacher went kinda quiet for a moment and then said that if you couldn't sense someone then that meant they either weren't real to begin with, like a droid, or they were...dead. Well the teacher said 'one with the Force' but I know that's just another way of saying dead. So I was really freaked out because a ghost of a Jedi Master had just been in my room and that had never happened before and I didn't really like the idea of a dead person looking in my room. So I followed this ghost man ('cause all dead people are ghosts right?) but he was walking so fast and he had really long legs and mine are still short so I couldn't keep up with him. I lost him round the bend of the corridor. And then, when I made it to the bend, he had disappeared! I couldn't see him anywhere! So I went back to class, thinking it had to be pretty cool to be a ghost if you could disappear because then you'd be able to do all kinds of wicked stuff like playing tricks on people or scaring people if you didn't like them or helping someone on a test if you did like them. I got to class and the teacher was mad at me for being so late and asked for my homework but I realised I'd left it behind because I'd forgotten about it again because of the ghost and everything. The teacher wouldn't let me go and get it and told me that I had wasted enough time and she also told Garen off for lying because she thought I'd made Garen say I had gone to get my homework when I had *actually* gone to do it because I hadn't done it already because I had forgotten to do it. I told her I had done the homework and I could prove it if she would just let me go and get it but she wouldn't and then she told me I was going to have an extra hour of meditation for lying and being late and she gave Garen an extra half hour for covering up for me. And now Garen won't talk to me no matter how much I apologise and try to tell him what really happened because he's mad at me. And Bruck keeps saying that I'm naughty and that I'll never be a Jedi because I'm so stupid and rubbish at everything... But I'm *NOT STUPID!!!* And it's all because of that STUPID ghost! Yeah it's the ghost who's stupid, not me! Why'd he have to go into my room? It's not fair! Bad stuff always happens to me even though I didn't do anything to deserve it! Not fair, not fair, NOT FAIR!!! The teacher says she'll give me another hour's meditation if I don't stop being so grumpy and don't start paying attention to the story instead of trying to tell 'my story.' I guess it's my turn to sigh now. ***The End*** |
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