Teenage Vincent: Darcie, this morning you thought a ghost made your toast.
Teenage Darcie: I DIDN'T PUT THE BREAD IN THERE! YOU DIDN'T PUT THE BREAD IN THERE!
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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐕𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐆𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭 | Creepypasta X Female Ghost Reader
Fanfiction(DISCONTINUED) You, (Y/N) Bancroft, are a ghost. In 1853, a day after your twenty-seventh birthday, you and your other friend Fay were murdered by your so called "best friend" who later went on to marry the man you were supposed to marry. You come b...
