A/N: Hello ! I wanted to post this story a long time ago. This story is a fanfiction based on Gravity Falls. All characters and locations belong to Alex Hirsch and Disney. The story will contain spoilers of season 2. I highly recommand you go watch it before you read it. Thanks for you comprehension, and I'll hope you'll enjoy.
A breeze pierced the night through Gravity Falls. The strange creatures were finally able to lurk outside, after a never ending day. While the locals slept, the town were theirs to claim. In the dark, they moved across streets without being spotted. Never breaking the silence, never bothering anyone.
In the silence, he moved forward, going through the sames streets. Others didn't see him. They couldn't see him. He didn't stop in his trail, never making any sound. Never being seen.
After all that time, he learned to ignore others, forcing himself not to give them any attention. He wasn't there for them, and already knew none of them would pay attention to a ghost.
A 'ghost'. That would've been better than this. But ghost were able to be seen. What was he then?
A memory, a shadow condemned to live in silence.
He couldn't help but think about the person he was just a few weeks prior.
He was Dipper Pines, a 12 year old boy, always looking for adventure, seeking the oddities of this town. He had a life, a family, friends. But now… all of this was gone. He was a mere soul without a body, stuck on another plane of reality, roaming through the streets in search of any sign of hope.
Alone.
Every day, every hour passed was more and more suffocating. Time passed relentlessly. Everything kept repeating.
It was so much to handle...
Until he broke down
That night, in this very street, he finally broke down. He curled up in a ball and started to moan, cry, and finally scream. His cries tore into the silence. He begged, hoping that someone, anyone in this town would hear him. That someone would help him.
But nobody heard.
The same question kept repeating in his head:
"How did things get so wrong?"