Fredy And Me And The Kite (standard:Ghost stories, 896 words)
Author: osofoaddo	Added: Oct 30 2002	Views/Reads: 3341/1	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Happy days of youth and of times long ago.A true ghost story.

Although the story I am about to tell you happened a long time ago.,I
can remember every detail of what happened to me and my best friend 
Fredeh on that eventful and bright tropical sunny day at Kukuhill when 
we went kite flying.Fredeh was my best friend and we grew up together 
in the Gold Coast.now Ghana.We were the same age and height and were 
often mistaken to be brothers.We both came from loving families and we 
always knew how far we could go from our houses.to play.That is as long 
as there was no one around.we roamed all over the place since apart 
from another house our two houses were the only houses for miles 
around.But we were not alowed to wonder very farWe had an invisible 
boundry that we were not allowed to cross.I was the oldest boy in my 
family and Fredeh was the youngest boy in his family.We played together 
everyday and everyday was an exciting adventure. For two innocent young 
boys we tried to do what was expected of us. Once a while we did get 
into real trouble.We lived in a neighborhood with very few homes but a 
lot of wooded area around to play in.Naturaly we were prohibited from 
going into the woods.as we pleased.We did on occasions ventured far 
from home and got into a lot of trouble with our parents which scared 
the pants of both of us .In the woods aroundwe inmagined all sorts of 
scary things we saw all kinds of monsters in those woods and scary 
ghosts and other creepy creatures.Yet we still went into those woods 
every chance we got. We had the best of times.in those days. Now our 
parents had warned us to play only on the dirt road that passed by 
Fredeh's house and ended in the woods away from my house about two 
hundred yards away.But children will always be children and that which 
they are forbidden to do is exactly what they will try to do.And we 
were not going to prove the experts wrong.in this case or any other .We 
were young and free and could run home as fast as we could when we 
sensed any danger. Fredeh and I found this particular deserted road to 
be the best place to fly our kite, and we did every chance we got.One 
day our kite got caught in one of the power poles that lined the road 
and we could not get it down.We were both sad because as bad as we 
were, we were not going to touch the pole since that was one of the 
biggest no no from our two families.Moreover we have heard of cases 
where the power line had killed those who had dared to defy the odds 
and have climbed them and mistakimgly had touched the the live wires. 
This was also drummed into us at school.and so we sat there with our 
sad faces wishing for a miracle to bring our kite down.A kite which we 
were very proud of.After all it has taken us so long to make it. 
Suddenly another boy about our age walked up to us We had not realized 
him coming Perhaps it was because we were so involved with the 
situation with our kite. He was a nomal looking boy.without asking we 
pointed to the top of the electric pole and told him about our kite 
caught up there on the line.With a broad smile on his face he 
approached the pole and without a word he started to climb the pole. We 
were amazed and shouted at him not to climb due to the danger of being 
electocuted But he kept on climbing until he reached the kite and 
gracefully brought it down to us He just smiled and we thanked him and 
while we were looking at our kite he left us just as sudden as he had 
appeared.We went home that day and never mentioned the incident to 
anybody.After all we were not supposed to fly the kite where we were A 
few weeks passed and then we had a visit from Fredeh and his mother.to 
my houseand while the grownups were catching on the gossips Fredeh and 
I played outside near by. It was while our parents were talking that 
Fredeh and I ould realized what had happened that day with our kind 
benefactor at the part of the road we were not supposed to be. The 
story scared both of us to death It seems years ago a young boy about 
our age had been electrdcuted while he was retrieving a kite on that 
stretch of the road and that had stoppep the utility poles from being 
extended to the other side of Kukuhill Now it seems plans are being 
made to cotinue the project.Ever since that accident several sightings 
of a young boy sometimes alone, sometimes climbing one of the poles 
sometimes just walking. had been reported from reliable people.Fredeh 
and I were paralized with fear and for a very long time we both avoided 
that stretch of road at Kukuhill and nobody knew whyWere we in the 
presense of a real ghost?.Who was that boy who came to our help?.Could 
it had been the same boy who was electrocuted on that road? As for 
Fredeh and me we kept all these to ourselves.Well sort of until now. 


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