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I couldn't quite have as much fun as I wanted to

Because they were watching me, the ghosts

They were always there; I don’t know who they are though

I lived in such a happy house, along with mom

And dad. Although they never talked much.

One day I took the girl I met and introduced her to my parents

I think they liked her. But the ghost weren’t so happy

About my newfound friend. I couldn’t blame them at first,

She was sort of a bitch, but a friendly one.

We ran around like we were children, racing each other to the lake

I always won. Then she would say bye and leave.

Every day after she would leave, I would take down my pills,

Like I normally would at 6:00 in the evening.

One day she arrived at 5:55 which was sad because we had

Only a few minutes more to play.

She came by and I then downed all of my pills.

She said she was worried that I might die

Because of an overdose. That’s life, isn’t it?

But I won’t die because my life’s so good

She then started to nag me about it

So as a prank, I planned to die

She was out buying the groceries

She came back and saw me

She dropped everything and sat by my side

I almost laughed myself to tears at that moment

It was weird though because she just stared at me

So then to end all weirdness and awkwardness

I shot up laughing and teasing her that she fell for it

We then laughed together; did I tell you about our Christmas?

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