Dreams

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I d i d n ' t k n o w his name. But I did know he was stuck. Not physically, but every other way. A ghost whose authority to be seen was not taken seriously.

I was in my room getting ready, when I saw my door open slightly. I shut it back, not wondering what or who must have caused it to open in a such manner. It repeated. And I again shut it up.
One last time, it opened. This time I had the curiosity to open it up more, only to see no such hallway, but a darkened bedroom about the size of mine.
I could see flashes of movement across the room. But I wasn't frightened. All of a sudden, the moving object was in clear view. But of course with a dark setting, this was a boy my age. The different between me and him, he looked frightened. Moreover shocked.
-He honestly kinda looked cute after a while.

Long story short, he had this power that he could be invisible, and there are other affects. He let me see him, AND let me have powers.It sounds cheesy, but it's not. It was fun. We kind of bombed an open-house for a bakery.
I just wish I knew his name, or I didn't wake up early.