Hello! Yes, I am publishing a new story even though To Far Gone (Or Not) is still unfinished, but hear me out! A few friends from school that are writers, and shippers like I am and I ship people in our classes together. This story is about to boys in our class. Yeah, its a gay fanfiction. Seriously though; don't get all bothered by it. Just leave the story calmly and quietly. Thank you! So the boys' ship name is Garsha, for Garrett and Elisha. Here goes! Hope you like it.
“I wonder what new family is going to move in this time.” I think as I drift down the barren hall towards the front of the house. Yeah, I said drift; I am a ghost, wanderer, spirit. Whatever you want to call it. I was fifteen when I died. It has been five years. Five years of restlessly roaming this frequently vacant house. I’m not even sure why I cant cross over. It just feels like if I were to, then something important would be left behind; something vital lost from me forever. I expect every ghost feels this way, so I usually dismiss it. By the way, my name is Thomas. Sorry I sort of skipped that part. I always get caught up in explaining the ghost thing. I am a bit forgetful; it comes with being a ghost. Anyways, that doesn't matter. I am sure you are wondering how I died. Well, When I wa- is that the door? Yes! They’re here! I rush down the rest of the long hallway. When I reach the front room, eager to see the new family, I (pardon the pun) stop dead in my tracks. Standing by the ajar front door is the most adorable boy I have ever laid eyes on. Then, in a rush of emotion, I feel the urge, no the need to take him in my arms and tell him everything would be ok, because this beautiful boy looked lost, like he was looking for something, and scared, so scared that he wasn't going to find it. Once the fierce protectiveness passed, the fullness of his beauty overtook my senses; his soft caramel hair that was combed to the right just so, his deep set, shadowed hazel eyes, slow graceful movements. Oh god, I had to get out of here. But I couldn't. I just stood there, as this beautiful unknown boy walked right through me.
Well there's the prologue/first chapter. Whatever you want to call it. <3
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Puzzle Pieces
RomanceThomas is missing something important in his life. Or should he say afterlife? That's right. Thomas is a ghost that isn't just missing an unknown importance, but also his memories. Will Drake be able to help him unravel the mysteries?
