My name is Ryann. I have this gift (sorta) I can see ghosts.
They have saved my life and ruined it somehow. They got me into a (sometimes) mess with their killers. Murderers to be exact. Murderers don't seem to like it when you accuse them if the truth. They have saved my life from those murderers. They have gotten me further into the crazy/psycho label everywhere I go.
I get to speak with their families and such so that they can move on. That's the best part.
I have a best friend that I am sorta/kinda in love with. His.name is Kyle. He doesn't know that I am sorta/kinda in love with him. Especially since he moved away about three years ago. He was one of those rejects like me. He had an emo haircut and great taste in music. Do I miss him? Hell yeah I miss him. He was/is my first love so of course I miss him. We still text a lot. He updates me with his life, I update him with mine other than the ghost seeing thing.
I think I'm good with telling you my story see you will figure it all out soon enough.
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The Ghosts Are Real
Teen FictionRyann Underwood (No Nothing to do with Carrie Underwood) was a strange girl and outcast, a rebel. She was most hated in her school. She was fairly pretty but there was a catch; Ghosts. It's not like she wants to see them but they just show up, unin...
