Okay, now life Is just testing me...
I sit here, and then I hear a big crash happen Inside my room. I get up, and run to my room. And I see one of my favorite little glass horse statue type thing, and It broke. And It was frustrating.
I hear a faded, "Oops." from behind me. I look behind me, and there he was, Ghost P.P, as his shadowy self.
I wasn't scared to be honest, I just sat on the floor, picking up my favorite glass horse, and throwing them away. With a sigh.
I didn't care If he was there or not, I just continued to clean up. "Listen, If your going to haunt me. The least you could do, Is stay out of my stuff. Please, thanks." I stated.
He continued to sit In my spinny chair, and I could see that his HANDS where Intertwined as he spun a bit side to side.
He then goes and hides again, but, before he fully hid himself. I hear a faded whisper from him, "Sorry."
[Woah, woah, woah guys.... Is Ghost Peter Pan slowly warming up to me? Er? O_o]
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Short Story[BOOK 2 IN THE SCARY STORIES SERIES] Hey guys and galls, Ya'll absolutely LOVED my first scary stories book. So i thought i would make a number 2. Mostly because wattpad said that i reached the limit of 270 Chapters..... so yeah, Lol. Here's number...
