The Friendly Tom Philips

Terry Beatty

Terry Beatty (Photo credit: Alan Light)

Tom Phillips appeared out of nowhere in a couple’s home. Terry, and Drew Allicorn were just inside their home. Tom didn’t know these people. He was thinking about the serial killer Alice Pains who was the one who actually murdered him. Tom is a ghost now, but is only ten years old. He feels sad, confused, and depressed.

He has just lost all of his entire life. Alice got sentenced for life and the electric cheir by being executed a long time ago. It’s about 13 years ago that it happened. Terry was walking one day in his home and saw a ghost in shape of a little boy.

“Honey!” Terry said.

“Yeah?” drew asked

“Come down here!” he said.

She came down the stairs and saw a ghost boy. She was in shock by dropping the phone. Terry was also shocked and frightened as his wife is. They didn’t know what to do.

“Who are you little boy?” she asked him

“My name is Tom Phillips. I want to explain why I came here to both of you.” Tom said

“Okay. Well, sit down and you’ll tell us in our living room. Is it true that you are a ghost, right?” she asked

“Yes, I am a ghost. I was in Heaven for a while. I will do whatever you ask of me.” Tom said

Soon Tom appeared as a normal human boy.

“Why did you decide to come here with us?” Drew asked

“I feel safe here with both of you.” Tom said

“Awwwwwww! Cute defenseless boy!” she said

He told his own version of what happened that day when the serial killer Alice Gapster killed him. When he finished telling the story they understood why he is here. Terry and Drew cried of his sad tragic story. She asked Tom if Alice got the electric chair. He told them yes. Tom had a lot of fun with the couple a few weeks later. They have gone to almost everywhere they went, and people were surprised at the little boy ghost.

“He’s innocent! His name is Tom Phillips!” Drew told everyone outside her neighborhood.

“We know! We love him!” they responded back

The other week Tom told the couple that he had to go back to Heaven and is glad they understood his tragic story. He went to Heaven. Terry and Drew never forgot him. For them they’ll always remember him as the warm heartfelt little boy were glad they met.

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Underground Ghost Towns

"He met with a severe fall" from Wal...

“He met with a severe fall” from Wallace Goldsmith’s illustrations to Oscar Wilde’s The Canterville Ghost. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Buried beneath the surface are ghosts living underground towns.  I feel them in the underground soil of my planet. This dimensional line is real tricky to go in. I have tried to discover this underground town of town homes, which ghosts are living in. It  isn’t impossible to try to get there, but it needs much practice and concentration. I have a vivid imagination of how this place looks like.

My name is Harry Stockbraker and am a physicist. But, today I am somewhat puzzled of ghosts living underground down below planet Earth. This is another dimension I can’t get into. Every time I try to get there I fail by not being transported there. My mind sees a town like the England place of Europe but with town homes owned by ghosts. They greet each other by walking by the sidewalks.

I think this world does exist. I tell my friends and family about this underground connection but they don’t believe me. They aren’t convinced that it really does exist. Well, I am trying my hardest to go there and convince them. The closest to where I got there is in my mind. It does exist. If I was there it will be only for a millisecond of my time. A flash of seeing the place and its planet is fresh in my memory.

I drew a map of how the towns look like and drew the ghosts. When I showed it to my friends they told me that I am very creative, but aren’t convinced, and also tell me that I should be an artist. I wasn’t there for a career, because I already have one. But, still my friends think I am looney-tunes about the whole fiasco idea.

In this real world I am the laughing stock of the city. I am still trying to prove to friends, families, and strangers that this world does do exist. I don’t know how to get there and get my message across to them in doing so. I want to prove to them to this point.