(Female Reader)
Y/n L/n, She was left at an adoption center as her late parents didn't have any family that was able to take her in. Which left her in her current situation, being alone.
Most of the other kids in the adoption center thought she was...
It has been a few years since y/n's parents' demise, She tried to fit in with the other kids but never could seem to; She drifted closer to dark things than to light, and she always seemed to be found wandering in the night or in a nearby graveyard. It's only been a few times since the day she arrived at the orphanage that she's visited the park that she once visited three times a week after school, but now; She goes to a different school, and having to leave her friends was one thing, But moving to a new town? She never knew that her town never had an orphanage.
Still, the girl never knew why she couldn't make friends like at her old school; Maybe she was doing something wrong. But then she came to the conclusion that it wasn't her, They were just too judgemental for their own sake; As much as it pained her to say, she was the black sheep of the school & orphanage...But now she was 16 years old, and she was still wearing dark shades of only a few colors. Her favorite was the color F/c, everyone tried to get her to like brighter colors or things that would be more girly; Like playing with barbies, or cheerleading. She always found interest in more of the murder mysteries type of things, she even owns a mini guillotine.
Getting dressed in my D/f/c sweater, black slacks, and black dress shoes, With a nice little necklace that once belonged to my mother (outfit below),
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I walked out of my room with my backpack, prepared to stay in this supposed 'haunted' mental hospital overnight; The caregivers here don't really mind me leaving as long as I'm back the next day. Heading down the stairs I smiled at the thought of contacting another ghost, maybe it'd be the same one as yesterday? He never did finish telling me the story of how he got rid of his nemesis, I could use the tips on getting rid of my nuisance of a schoolmate Amanda Buckman; Afterall, she won't stop asking me if I'll change my style and 'Join the real world.' Me? Wear pink? I'd rather watch a Disney movie, which I won't ever do. NEVER again, the last time I watched a Disney movie was when I watched Bambi, And that will stay the last time.
But back to the topic at hand before I disgust myself with talking about the nonsense that is Disney, walking to the hospital was wonderful torment since I had to walk through this graveyard! It was always so magnificent...
----But meanwhile----
???: Where is she going?
??: Idk...
?: Should we follow her?
???: Yes!
----Back to Y/n---
It's just as desolate as I remember it being, Smiling I open the old doors that the hospital held and walked in. But just as I put my bag down in front of me and was about to take out all the requirements necessary, That stupidly annoying voice rang from behind me. "Hey! A/n, WHaT do you think your doing!?" I sighed at the new annoyance that has now appeared, why was she here again? "A/n~ Answer me!" I turned around hiding the knife behind me and glared, "I'm about to do a seance, I'm trying to contact a ghost I met yesterday." she laughed "YOU believe in that nonsense?!" I felt the air get colder and I just backed up slowly, "yes, yes I do." He's not liking her being so loud, seems like the ghost would rather be stuck in silence than surrounded by voices. Amanda Buckman however doesn't seem to know how to be quiet and not be such a goody two shoes, "I'M going to go tell your caregiver that you're doing crazy things like this! I don't think she-" And just like that she stopped talking, why? oh, just the ghost making things fly around, he doesn't bring harm to anyone; He's harmless, just giving Amanda the scare she needed to run out screaming like a baby, Along with her friends.
Then and only then did I continue my séance that night, Now do you know why I prefer to be alone? for I am someone who can talk to the dead, a medium so to speak. I'd rather be alone to talk with some of the spirits or as I sometimes call them Ghosts, this one, however, prefers to not be surrounded by noise...But, he's now mentioned that he isn't the only ghost in here; he mentioned some others have died in here along with him. Smiling, I walk up the stairs, This night will be the best one yet!
Even though last night was fun, yesterday was a Sunday. Today I have school, With other people who stare at and judge me with the disrespect that you should expect from a toddler; Seriously, They need to start growing up. Frowning at the sight of my first-period class, I walk in...After all, I'm right on time; might as well go in and read my mystery novel.
*tap tap*
what?
*tap tap*
I look behind me and then at my desk, there was a hand...Without a body...On my desk. "What? how? Your interesting, hm...who are you?" It started signing 'Thing' "oh, nice to meet you- OH SPIRITS THE TEACHER-" shoving Thing into my backpack I smile awkwardly at the Teacher who just raised her eyebrow at me then shook her head and sat at her desk, she probably thought I was trying to hide my book...Again.
*timeskip to after-class*
I spent Lunch talking to Thing about where he was from and he explained that he was lost, I frowned when he said that he couldn't find his way back. "Well, you can stay at the Orphanage with me. Until your family comes for you!" He seemed excited about that...
