the boy dressed up as himself, a very bad version made out of stained sheets and holes ripped into the material instead of delicately cut. he was just a boy underneath all of it wearing the t-shirt he died in and jeans he promised himself he was going to wash that day. he was really cold and not actually tan, perfecting the apparition that he was.
he was a real ghost, but i still kissed him.
[geez sorry this is nothing i'm sorry this story wasn't as good as i originally thought it was
the ending is super short but
hope you liked it well enough y'know
thank you for reading, lovelies <333]
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apparition aspect {short story}
Short Story"why did ghosts not have cut-out mouths?" [short story by miranda; lowercase intended]
