These are a bunch of (mostly) unedited, and spur of the moment One-Shots. They can be from any fandom, or just from a writing prompt, I found on Pinterest.
I'm getting seriously pissed off, so I'm gonna keep this short. I can see, and talk to ghosts, and right now I'm being followed by a particularly annoying one named Cameo. Cameo is the ghost of a fifteen-year-old girl who committed suicide because her father was a drunk and her mother was dead, and she had a lot more depressing things happen to her.. She'd be around twenty right now if she was still alive, but she's a ghost, therefore she doesn't age, or mature. Right now, she's in my large house (courtesy of my rich father, who is never around) swinging on a chandelier.
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"Cameo, get down from there, I don't want to have to explain how the chandelier was broken to my father, and I also don't want to make up an excuse." I tacked on the ending as she opened her mouth. I'm a teen myself and I swear I'm going to get greys for having to deal with her.
"Fine." She floated down to the ground and started throwing plates and bowls, and opening cabinets, something that would freak out every person, but me because I can see her doing it.
"Cameo! Stop, pot those back where you got them and close the cabinets!" I yelled at her, finally reaching my breaking point after she picked up my mother's jewelry box, one of my most prized possessions and the only thing I had left of her. She just looked at me.
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"Don't tell me how to live my life!" She yelled, flying to the other side of the room.
"You're a ghost!" I screamed, throwing my hands up in frustration, before freezing, taking in her shocked and hurt expression, I sighed. "Look, I'm sorry Cameo, just please clean up the room? I have some friends coming over to work on a project today." She nodded and slowly returned the room to normal. You see, ghosts don't like thinking that their dead, it brings up sad memories and most of them get violent, though if you befriend them, they normally only get sad and upset, which only makes them seem more depressing. She's annoying and kinda crazy, but she's my friend and I do like to keep her from getting upset.
A/N: A depressing ending, I know, but I like it. It's short, and I did it based on a writing prompt.
