chapter 1

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michael

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i walked over to my brother's tombstone and sat down. this became a regular thing for me now. i go to school, visit my brother's grave for a bit, and go home. he's all i have left, besides my grandma of course. no one knows what happened to my parents but they died when i was only a month old, so my grandma raised me until i was old enough to move out. i decided to live at my parent's house. my grandma pays the rent for me, thankfully.

after sitting at my brother's grave for 2 hours i decided to go home and rest. but the walk home was strange. it felt like someone was following me or watching me. when i finally reached my house i turned around. a blonde boy was sitting in the middle of the road crying. he wasn't just a regular boy. he looked so fragile and unhealthy. i walk over to him, reaching out to touch him.

he's a ghost.

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hope y'all like this :) since this was so short ill post the second chapter today too

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