I always stay up as late as I can. I don't have friends so I don't stay up to talk. I usually sit in my basement and read. It's ok though people find me a little off settling. That may come with the fact that I could pass as a ghost. My hair is icy white along with my skin. Honestly the only colour on me besides my black clothes is my bright blue eyes. Before the incident my mom used to say that my eyes were gate ways to other worlds, but she was crazy. My dad was a drunk too and my aunt raised me but she's always gone for work so I grew up with practically no family I could rely on. No white picket fence for me.
"CRASH"
Wtf was that......
I slipped off the couch in the family room downstairs and ran towards the noise. It sounded like it came from the kitchen which is on the second floor in my aunts huge house. Sense I came from the basement it took me a second to get to the kitchen, but when I did the first thing I saw was a guy going through my kitchen looking for food.
"WHO THE HELL ARE YOU!?"
He looked up at me with startled eyes as he took an apple
out of his mouth, " wait......you can see me......?"
Hope those that do end up reading this like it. I'll try to update as much as I can. Until next time.
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