I do believe in the supernatural. Why? Because, I met a pixie and she sprinkled pixie dust on me which got into my eyes. Now I'm haunted by a ghost and only I can see him. Boy is he sexy though. Apparently my soul latched onto his, so he follows me everywhere, like my own personal servant and guard. I end up finding myself doing things I never thought I'd do with him following me all the way through. I think im going crazy? Does contain mature content and swear words. You have been warned. All rights to me. This is my story. No copying... :P