Soul Funny Novels & Stories

the little ghost says as her voice echos throughout the cave. The souls swim underneath the surface of the water. Some look happy and others look broken. The happy ones are pink and the sad ones are blue. The red souls are angry. This must be how these people died in their final moments. They must have died with these last emotions in their hearts. They look like tadpoles dancing and spiraling in the water. Their dance is beautiful and painful to watch. I put my hand in the water and thousands of souls jump at a chance to be released from the spell of the water.

"I'll be asking the questions here. You don't deserve to know anything! You stupid little bitch!" I don't have the capability to scream, shout or even cry. I sigh with exhaustion. "Just do it already! Why are you playing it out? I'm going to die, we both know that. Just do it already. It's getting kind of boring." Soul looks at me stumped and shocked, before bursting into a fit of laughter. "Now, I didn't expect that from such a weak little whore like you! I expected you to beg for your life!" He slowly starts to calm down.

"Yeah...yeah I'm fine. Are...you? Are you okay? Do you feel fine?" I frown at him, "What is this 20 questions?" Soul shakes his head, "Sorry, forget it." I brush it off and shrug my shoulders, "Hmmm...okay then." I get started on making the coffee and heating the brownie. While I was at it, I made a coffee for me and Soul as well. I like my coffee a little stronger than most and with one teaspoon of honey. I place the coffee in front of Soul, he looks up at me and gives a small smile.

Nate abruptly stopped reading, massaging his temples thinking that he was too mature to believe in such ridiculous tales; nevertheless he continued, hoping to find answers that could help shed some light on things he himself could not explain clearly. “It was said that all souls were set free to roam the earth on this holy night of the dead, returning to their eternal resting place at the crack of dawn, but a soul with a vengeance, a link or a chain bounding them to the land of the living may never find its way back into the gates of the afterlife…. Now what the hell does that mean? Are they saying a bunch of dead people usually wakes up on Peter Pak but if they have unfinished business they

He replied cordially with a simple smile. I was about to thank him for understanding where I was coming from when my brain replied what it said. Laughter is the best medicine for a broken soul.. “Wait, am I the broken soul?!” I spoke out of conduct, raising my voice an octave higher than when I was initially speaking. “No…” He trailed off, stifling a laugh of his own. Oh, so he has jokes too. I folded my arms and stared at him, displeased with his conduct.

Mona scooped out a loud laugher and I could on help myself from laughing with her. "This is not funny and you know it." Lily confronted and even though our laughter already erupted past her voice, we could still hear her loud and clear. "This is a life and death situation you girls. Besides Mona, he only had accent whenever he pronounced the 's' letter. Like, yesss." More series of laughter broke out again and this time, Lily initiated it. "Okay okay then. We need to be serious now if we don't want to get killed." I quickly warned and reminded my brain to stations focused.

He turned back to what he was doing. Laura chuckled softly with a shrug, "Sorry– didn't mean to but boy," She giggled as she sprang up. "You should have seen your face." She made weird funny faces. "You looked like you have seen a ghost." Rubin snickered, typing something on his laptop "Of course you're a ghost."

Bob just scoffed and mumbled sarcastically that they are currently at the Afterlife. Suyi chuckled and made her way to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. “Did you save me from that beast?” she asked while she chopped ingredients for their meal. Although they are now souls, or undead beings, they still feel human emotions like starving, sadness, etc. “I don’t know, maybe the beast spared you” “Seriously Bob, did you? Whether you did it or not, I am still thankful.” she said as she turned her head towards him and smiled brightly, she was not yet done with her mission, and it was not yet time for her soul to vanish.

But to me, he was just a soulless devil. Do you remember the time when you were 11 and I was 9, we got so dirty when we played out in the rain in the garden? Dad called us inside and he told us to go clean ourselves up and he will take care of me? I grabbed your arm and told you please stay and you said it's fine, and you'll be back. Guess what? He took care of me real good. It was real slow like time stopped and I felt like my soul left my body and I was watching myself from the outside. Crying, soaking wet, and cold. He was oh so gentle, it was torture. I kept hoping, wishing, praying, and begging you will open the door of the bathroom and check in with me but you never came and my soul th

“I’m so sorry. Just got a little distracted. Let’s get going.” For the first time meeting a stranger, we walked in silence. But it’s not uncomfortable. Stefan keeps smiling at me like I’m an old friend, and strangely, I don’t feel the need to fill the silence with words. Maybe I’m enjoying it too. His driver took us to his favourite coffee shop, as he claimed. The coffee shop was so alive with laughter. The emcee is exceptionally funny, cracking jokes that made my stomach hurt from laughing. I can’t remember the last time I felt this happy.