(Corridors) Have you seen my books?

[marjoriem]

The little, upset, ghost roamed the corridors. Where had her books gone? She feared one of those bullies had probably taken them again, and thrown them in the lake. But, she wasn't much of a swimmer. Once again, Marjorie was going through her 'I'm-Alive' phases. Jealously of others being able to grow up, while she was stuck in her elven-year-old body. This little 'mental issue' was an on-going thing. Now and then, she would believe she was alive, until someone reminded her that she was dead, or until she walked through walls.

Letting out a little wail, Maggie sat with her knees to her chest, head on her knees, hovering in the air. "Those stupid bullies!" She screamed, tears shining on her transparent face. "I know they took my books! I just know it!" Slowly, the levitating girl lowered to the floor, hands balling into fists. "When I find them, they're dead!" Her ghostly feet hadn't touched the ground, as she rounded a corner-even though she could have perfectly gone through the wall-, in search for her long-dead bullies. Of course, they would be dead. The students who had picked on her many years ago, were dead. And they certainly were not in the castle. But Marjorie acted -and thought- in such a way, that she wasn't dead, and her bullies weren't either.

She began shouting to alive students that she passed, asking them if they'd seen her books. Most of them looked at her in a strange way, others just passed on, ignoring the distressed ghost girl. "Where are my books?!" She shouted, turning around on the spot, but continued floating in the direction she was speed-walking to. Maggie was sure to float through someone soon, and it would probably end her mad-range of looking for her non-existent books.

[Nikole Talley]

Nikole walked down the corridor on her way to the library. Up ahead she saw that Marjorie was floating backwards and shouting about her lost books. The poor ghost was always forgetting that she was dead, and that she no longer had books or boys to worry about. Nikole felt bad for the little ghost.

As she kept walking forward, she closed her eyes when she realized that Marjorie was going to float right through her. She was overwhelmed with cold while the ghost when through her. As soon as the ghost had passed, Nikole turned around. "Marjorie, darling," she said as though she were talking to a small child, because she was Marjorie was only eleven when she died. "You're dead, honey. There are no books and no bullies. You are a ghost."

Nikole looked at the small girl with a sympathetic smile. It must be awful for her always forgetting and then being reminded that she was dead. What was worse was the fact that this girl had to watch the other students grow up and leave, something that she could never do.

[marjoriem]

It was as though this girl had popped out of no-where, which, to Marjorie, she did, considering she had floated through the girl. "What? I'm not dead. You must be mad if you think I'm-" Before Maggie could finish her sentence, she had phased through a nearby wall. It took her a moment to realize that it was pitch black-because she was in a wall-, and no one could hear her. Frowning, she came out of the wall, and sighed. "I guess you're right. I keep forgetting." She said, a little disheartened.

Knocking over a nearby suit of armor, she folded her arms, and continued hovering in the air. "Thanks, I guess.. It seems kinda stupid that I keep forgetting that I'm a ghost, but it's kinda hard to get over you're dead after so many years.." Sighing, Marjorie swooped down, and hovered next to the girl who had reminded her of her grim fate. "You already know who I am, but you might you be?" She asked, tilting her head, and giving a weary smile. She had seen so many students, so many faces over the how many years she had been dead, she couldn't possibly keep up with everyones' names.

[elizabeth]

Eizabeth sighed as she floated along the corridors. Being dead could get quite boring, like now for instance! Suddenly she stopped. Was that crying she heard? Following the sound, Elizabeth came upon a Ravenclaw, and a ghost she'd never seen before. "Hiya. I'm Elizabeth Ravencroft." she introduced herself with a little wave.

[Nikole Talley]

Nikole smiled at the poor little ghost. "It's not stupid at all," she said in an attempt to comfort the girl. She had never been great at comforting people, but she tried. "It makes perfect sense that you would sometimes forget and think that you are still alive." Nikole really felt bad for the child.

Just as she was about to introduce herself to Marjorie, another ghost floated up, Elizabeth Ravencroft. Smiling at that ghost and then turning back to Marjorie, Nikole introduced herself to the two. "I'm Nikole."

[marjoriem]

Shrugging her transparent shoulders, she shook her head. "I don't know how that would make perfect sense. I've been dead for decades, centuries even, and I can't seem to get over it." Sighing, she crossed her arms. Maggie was being stubborn about it, like always, but she could tell it was rather stupid to keep forgetting.

Hearing a voice, Marjorie turned herself around to find another ghost. "Hello. I'm Marjorie Maddison. Nice to meet you, Elizabeth." There were bunches of ghosts in the castle, it was possible not to know everyone of them. Hearing the girl speak, she turned back around. "Hi Nikole.. Sorry you had to come across me in such a.. situation." Shaking her head again, she hovered in the air awkwardly. It was always embarrassing to have someone remind you you were dead.