THE GHOST WHO CAME HOME — PART 2

There are stories Takoradi Columbia people tell only at night—

with lanterns shaking, goats sneezing mysteriously,

and elders clearing their throats ten times before starting.

And this… is one of those stories.

Because months after KB vanished into thin air,

something strange—something bigger—began happening at Amanful Beach.

This was when Takoradi discovered that ghosts don’t retire.

They upgrade.

CHAPTER 1 — THE RETURN OF THE RETURNER

It began one Thursday night.

The moon was too bright for comfort.

The sea was roaring like someone insulted its mother.

And fishermen packing their nets heard something very unusual.

A cough.

But not a normal cough.

No.

A cough that sounded half-human, half-motorbike:

“Ah-hem… ah-hem… ah-wooo!”

The fishermen looked at each other.

Baba Mensah said, “Ei, who is coughing like a generator?”

Kweku Nets replied, “Maybe it’s the sea spirits practicing choir.”

But then they saw it.

A tall shadow rising from the shoreline.

Slowly.

Majestically.

Suspiciously familiar.

The fishermen froze.

The shadow lifted a hand… and waved.

Then a loud voice echoed:

“Chale, Takoradi Columbia! I said I was coming back!”

The fishermen screamed, abandoned their nets, ran home barefoot, and woke the entire town.

CHAPTER 2 — WHEN A GHOST HAS A NEW JOB

By the next morning, the whole of Takoradi Columbia had one question:

“What is KB doing back again?!”

Some people cried.

Some people prayed.

Some people prepared their houses with salt and onions “just in case.”

But when they approached the beach cautiously,

they saw KB sitting confidently on a broken canoe, wearing:

a fisherman’s hat

a dirty white singlet

and a glowing aura like someone who stole heavenly electricity.

“KB, why have you returned again?!” Auntie Mabel asked.

He smiled sharply.

“I’ve been promoted.”

“Promoted? In death?!”

“Yes!” KB replied proudly. “I’m now the Watcher of the Tide.”

The whole crowd gasped dramatically.

Even the goats stepped back.

“What does that job do?” Nana Ebo asked.

KB cleared his throat proudly.

“You know how waves take people away sometimes?

They appointed me to monitor the beach and make sure people behave.”

“Who appointed you?” someone asked nervously.

KB shrugged.

“The spiritual council. They said I talk too much to stay silent in the afterlife, so they gave me something to do.”

CHAPTER 3 — GHOST ON DUTY

At first, people didn’t believe him.

But by the second day,

KB proved that a ghost with a job is more dangerous than a ghost with boredom.

1. The Case of Kweku Kasa

Kweku Kasa tried to steal a fisherman’s canoe.

As he lifted it, a mysterious voice echoed from the sea:

“Put it down or I’ll hold your mouth quiet forever!”

Kweku screamed, threw the canoe on his own foot, and fainted.

When he woke up, there was a message written in sand:

“Don’t steal. Signed: The Watcher of the Tide.”

2. The Lovers at the Beach

Two lovers sneaked to the shoreline at midnight to whisper sweet nonsense.

Suddenly, the sand under them shook and a voice shouted:

“Chale, go home and sleep! Tomorrow you have work!”

The lovers ran so fast they left their slippers behind.

The next morning, the slippers were neatly placed with a note:

“Take your belongings. Signed: KB.”

3. The Politician’s Rally

A politician tried to hold a rally on the beach to “connect with the youth.”

Just when he started lying—

the waves rose unusually high, splashing water directly into his face.

Then KB’s voice rang out:

“Ahh! Even the sea can’t stand your promises!”

The crowd burst into laughter.

The politician relocated the rally inland.

CHAPTER 4 — THE THREE WARNINGS

One night, during high tide, KB appeared glowing brighter than usual.

People gathered quickly, because KB’s announcements had become the new evening entertainment.

But this time, he wasn’t smiling.

He raised his hand and said:

“I bring three warnings.”

The air became cold.

The waves paused slightly.

Everyone leaned closer.

Warning 1:

“Something old… something ancient… has awakened under the sea.”

People murmured.

Warning 2:

“It is looking for someone. A person from Takoradi Columbia.”

People gasped.

Warning 3:

“It’s coming soon. And when it arrives, don’t call me. I don’t fight sea monsters—I only watch tide!”

And just like that—he vanished into mist.

CHAPTER 5 — THE SEA THAT REFUSED TO BEHAVE

After KB’s warning, strange things began happening.

Very strange.

1. Fish Started Arriving Uninvited

People woke up to find fish scattered on the streets…

Alive.

Jumping.

Confused.

Like they were asking for directions.

One fisherman said, “Ei, these fish are tired of the sea. They’ve moved to town.”

2. The Waves Started Clapping

Every evening, the waves clapped three times.

Not splashing.

Not crashing.

Clapping.

“Pa! Pa! Pa!”

Elders interpreted it as “something knocking politely.”

Children interpreted it as “the sea is learning the Azonto dance.”

3. A Shadow Began Appearing at Night

People saw a tall figure standing far inside the water.

Not walking.

Standing.

As if waiting for permission to enter the town.

Every night it edged closer.

And closer.

And closer.

But whenever it approached the shoreline…

KB appeared glowing like a spiritual streetlight and shouted:

“Stay there! Were you invited?!”

And the shadow retreated.

CHAPTER 6 — WHEN THE MONSTER FINALLY MOVED

It happened on a Wednesday morning.

The fishermen went out as usual.

But one boat didn’t return.

The sea grew unusually quiet.

Fog rose unnaturally.

Birds flew away—not sideways—but backward.

Then they heard a deep voice from under the water:

“WATCHER… YOUR TIME IS OVER.”

The sea split slightly.

Something massive began rising.

People ran.

Screamed.

Prayed.

Confessed sins they didn’t even commit.

But KB stood firmly at the shoreline, glowing brighter than ever.

He raised his hand and shouted:

“Ei! You! You this big sea lizard! Stay where you are!”

The creature paused…

as if surprised someone was bold—and foolish—enough to challenge it.

CHAPTER 7 — KB AND THE MONSTER TALK PEACE

The creature rose fully—a towering being made of water, shadows, and ancient fury.

People fainted like falling mangoes.

But KB pointed at it angrily.

“Why are you threatening the whole of Takoradi Columbia? Don’t you know we have enough problems already?!”

The creature’s voice boomed:

“I seek the one who stole my pearl.”

KB blinked.

“What pearl?”

“A glowing pearl stolen long ago… hidden by someone from this place.”

KB thought for a moment.

Then turned to the crowd.

“Who took a glowing pearl? Raise your hand now!”

Silence.

Then…

Little Kofi, age 7, raised his hand shyly.

Everyone gasped.

“Kofi?! What did you do?!” his mother cried.

Kofi sniffed.

“I found a shiny stone at the beach. It was glowing so I used it as a night light.”

KB slapped his forehead.

“Aah! See your life!”

He turned back to the monster.

“Small boy mistake. Forgive him.”

The monster growled.

KB shouted:

“Hey! Don’t growl at me! I’m the Watcher of the Tide.

If you want your pearl, come yourself and collect it!”

Kofi brought the pearl trembling.

The monster bent down, took it gently, and suddenly began shrinking.

Smaller…

smaller…

smaller…

Until it became a little glowing fish.

Everyone blinked.

KB burst into laughter.

“So after all your noise and drama, you are just a fish?! Ei! You nearly gave us hypertension!”

The little glowing fish looked embarrassed, swam into the sea quietly, and disappeared forever.

CHAPTER 8 — THE NEW PEACE

From that day:

The waves stopped clapping.

Fish stopped coming to town.

Shadows stopped lurking.

And KB finally relaxed.

He still watched the tide.

Still annoyed people.

Still appeared randomly at night to shout “Stop that!” at lovers.

But he became a legend.

A hero.

A supernatural security guard.

The only ghost Takoradi Columbia trusted.

And the sea became peaceful again.

EPILOGUE — WHEN A GHOST SMILES

Sometimes at night, people say KB sits on the rocks, glowing softly, watching the waves.

And when someone asks why he hasn’t left for the spirit world, he smiles and says:

“Chale, I’m not going anywhere.

Takoradi Columbia is sweeter than heaven.”

And the sea…

always agrees.