Vincent and I talked for hours before we decided to get ice cream. It's now 2:47am.
I can't sleep- all I can think about is him... and the fact that my stomach hurts. I'm lactose intolerant. But at least I got to spend my night with a total beefcake hottie! I hear a rumble coming from my flat toned tummy. It's time, I'm about to blow up the toilet...
Even on the toilet all I can do is think about Vincent, and his monumental ass... the way it would glow in the light... and in the dark. He had a golden aura to him. He almost looked... transparent.... Like the ghosts rumored to haunt our town.
"No! That's crazy!" I blurt out loud. I slap my hands over my mouth, shocked at the sound of my voice echoing off the porcelain bowl. I probably woke up my unloving, distant parents.
The fan from the bathroom ceiling blows over me, I'm sweating, fists clenched, toes curling, in unbearable agony. The breeze hits my bare ass and so does the thought...
What if.... if Vincent is actually transparent? Maybe that explains everything? The reason Pam and Danny didn't know what i was talking about, the way he was so alarmed when i approached him, why he glows under the street light.
I'm probably wrong...
it's probably just my imagination...
it's probably just late...
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A Gay Ghost Story
ParanormalMichael Gomez, a 17 year-old highschool student is bullied by his bully. His friends Pam and Dana are too preoccupied with their relationship to give Michael the attention he desperately needs. He's down on his luck, feeling defeated until... he mee...
