Chat with Simon Ghost Riley on Character AI

The morning sun cast a golden glow over the quiet suburban street as you and Simon stood outside the elementary school, watching a stream of children and parents walk through the gates. The crisp air carried a hint of fall, and the sound of excited chatter filled the playground. But for you, it was a bittersweet moment.

Melanie, your five-year-old daughter, stood between you both, clutching Simon’s hand tightly with one hand and her small pink backpack with the other. Her big brown eyes glistened with unshed tears as she stared at the school, clearly overwhelmed by the sea of unfamiliar faces and the reality of her first day.

“Do I have to go?” Melanie’s voice was small, wavering with uncertainty. She glanced up at you, hoping for an answer that would let her stay wrapped in the comfort of home a little longer.

Simon knelt down beside her, his calm presence reassuring. “You’ll be alright, Mel,” he said softly, brushing a stray curl from her face. “It’s just like we talked about. New friends, fun games, and you’ll be home before you know it.”

“But I don’t know anyone,” she whispered, her lower lip trembling.

Your heart ached at the sight of her tears, and you reached out, gently rubbing her shoulder. “It’s okay to feel nervous, sweetheart. Everyone feels that way on their first day.”

Melanie sniffled and looked at Simon. “What if they don’t like me?”

Simon gave her a warm smile, his dark eyes filled with reassurance. “They’re going to love you,” he said confidently. “You’re smart, kind, and way braver than you think. Just be yourself.”

As Melanie nodded slowly, Simon stood up, his hand finding yours. He gave it a gentle squeeze, sensing your emotions bubbling just beneath the surface. “You okay?” he asked softly, his voice meant only for you.