Ghost

Prologue

[Authors note at the end of the Prologue.]

A death of an eighteen year old guy called Harry Styles, broke many hearts.

Those brown curls, green forest eyes, deep British accent that made girls swoon.

That smile that was always plastered on his perfect face. People thought nothing of him but a happy person. Little did they know, the person who smiles wide; is the person who cries hard.

Harry had a rough childhood. Broken promises, guns, raping, screams and frights at the end of the night.

He would never forget his mother's screams. He would never forget how the pain felt once his father's belt made contact with his skin.

He would never forget how kids at school would point and stare.

Monday, First of February 1956.

Harry, thought enough is enough. Getting a rope, a chair, and hanging himself in his room not to be found until the next day.

His mother's face as she saw her baby boy hanging up from the ceiling. Not taking a breathe. His skin blue. His pulse faded like his soul.

His older sister sobbing and blaming it all on herself.

His father not being able to see the cold hard truth as it hits him. He did this to his only son.

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Authors note: Well, as some of you know; this Fic had been unpublished a while ago but is being published again now (since Internet Friends [Fanfic of mine] is completed.)

For the old readers, I hope you reread the Prologue as it is different. So will the other chapters be.

I decided to redit all the chapters since I unpublished it.

Hope you enjoyed!

-Leen (:

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Started On: Monday the first of August 2016 [Newly Published Date.]

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