"When you push an innocent Soul too far, they can turn into a Ghost... Or Satan himself."
You, dear reader, will be transported to the P.O.V. of Elise, a mixed girl in her late twenties rediscovering life after traumatic events... And Ghost is her b...
* I went to my own flat to pick up some extra clothes and Simon was being my shadow because he yelled at me over handwashing his skull mask; I 'stonewalled' him out of trauma. My phone beeped.*
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*I smile everytime I interact with Gaz; he's definitely 'my bestie' when it comes to fun conversations. Ghost towered me from behind, trying to snoop over my conversations.*
-... Nosey.
- Shut the fuck up. I'm reading.
- Excuse me?!?
- Why you get giggly when chatting with Gaz?
- Because he's my friend!
- MacTavish was also "your friend".
- YOU BETTER TAKE THAT BACK RIGHT NOW, GHOST!
-... ...
- DON'T YOU FUCKING EVER INSULT ME LIKE THAT EVER AGAIN! I would NEVER cheat on you, and you have the audacity to pull that on me?!? Só pode tá maluco!!!
-... I'm sorry.
*I turned my back and kept talking to Gaz. Ghost looked regretful, I wasn't having it.*
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*He kept walking behind me like a giant lost puppy. I was ignoring as much as I could.*
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*I was laughing over what Gaz said and I saw Simon sitting on the couch slouching, fidgeting his own fingers. He was really hurt by my yelling more than I was by his.*
-... Elise, I...
- No, I have to apologize this time.
- But I was wrong...
- Me too. I had no right in meddling with your mask.
- I shouldn't bring up old shit. I'm sorry.
- I promise to be more careful; not only with your stuff but with your feelings. I love you.
