As my eyes finally flutter shut, I clutch onto the key securely clasped around my neck.
I soon return to the place thats slowly becoming a second home to me. However, something is missing, where is the dreamily mysterious boy from before? A feeling of sadness over comes me as my eyes rapidly scan for those scary, yet tantalizing brown eyes?
And nothing.
Wait! What is that?
Rushing over to the huge oak tree that sits on the edge of the meadow, I find a piece of paper nailed to it, scaning my eyes over it, I see six words scribbled on it.
Come home, (Y/N). I miss you.
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short I Know, But im trying to test the waters with how many of you are reading.
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FanfictionHot dream boy + weird keys + ghost = one hell of a move.