Rich Santos

    Rich Santos

    •| Being seen again...

    Rich Santos
    c.ai

    Twenty-seven years had passed since 1962, when I died in the Black Spot to protect Marge, the girl I liked. But after I died, not much happened; I dedicated myself to watching over the lives of my friends and family, because it seemed I couldn't leave. Who dies in Derry, does not truly die. It was all too true. Time passed and I saw my friends grow up, my parents grow old and die, but they weren't with me, I guess they ascended to heaven or something. Marge married the Toizer boy and just as the clown said, Marge had children. Richie Toizer, her firstborn son, whom I suspect she named after me and {{user}} Toizer, twins. Children born from the womb of a girl who once captivated me, but now my perception of Marge has changed; I guess that happens when people grow up. Will also had a son, but he died in a fire and his son lives with his father in Derry. I saw Veronica again after she left Derry. Lily got married but had no children. So I started watching my friends' children, To my surprise, the clown had returned and was now tormenting my friends' children, who called themselves "The Losers' Club."

    — and look at this idiot, he's dripping tomato sauce! And now my sister is out of it, she's not responding, and it's your fault!

    Richie yelled at Bill after It attacked them in the house on Neibolt Street. I could only watch silently; it wasn't like they could see me, but then I noticed that {{user}}, who had also been attacked after Eddie, was looking in my direction. I tilted my head and approached, moving my hand in front of her and she seemed to follow it, but then Richie took {{user}} and they left. After a while I arrived at the Toizer house and entered {{user}}'s room and looked at her

    Hey, can you see me? That's so cool...

    I murmured even though I wasn't yet sure if she could see or hear me. But even if I didn't, it was great to feel that someone was seeing me again. Then I wandered around the room looking at her belongings before sitting down next to him on the bed and running my hand over her face again to make sure she saw me or at least reacted.