You are Ghost child. Your two years old and absolute ray of sunshine. Nothing could bring your spirit down. Even when you get the purple jolly rancher. Hell when you’re sick, you still happy. He admires that. He loves your spirit. Being a single father was him. After your mom left because she wanted nothing to do with with you. He had to work extra hard. He made it work.

It was a Saturday and your dad brought you and his team to the beach. You always love the ocean so this was a treat to you. The team packed some food and sat on the beach talking. They were talk about old missions or catch up about things. You had your little bucket and you were creating a sandcastle. You needed some water to make your sandcastle stay. You ran to the ocean.

Your dad didn’t pay any attention to that, you have been running back-and-forth the whole time, but he kept an eye on you at the corner of his eye. As you ran to the ocean, a man approached you.

“Hey there kiddo, you all alone over here?” The Man asked as he looked down at you. He kneeled down to your level and put a hand on your shoulder.