Chapter 1

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Marie's POV

Today is the day! The day where I move in to the new house. I'm so happy because it's not just any old house. It's a HAUNTED house! And yes, I am in to that stuff.

I sigh contently as I put my bags down and close the old, wooden door behind me. "Welp. This is my new home." I run my hands along the interior of the house. such intreket (sorry I'm not good at spelling 0-0) designs. "I wonder how old this house is. This looks like designs from the 70's or something."

I thought I saw something fly past me, but as I look to where it went by, I saw nothing. probably just my imagination thinking about the thought of the house being haunted.

I decided to look around the house a little more and settled on the 2nd biggest bedroom out of 4, with a small bed with 2 bedside tables. "Why did I buy a house with 4 bedrooms?" I wondered to myself. I heard a sniker (ooooo, now I'm hungry) and looked around for the person guilty of the laugh. But there was no one there. "Not again. Why does my brain want me to be scared, well guess what? I AIN'T AFRAID OF NO GHOST!" I yell, realizing I'm probrably crazy. "Okay, I'm officially crazy now." admitting it out loud.

Then I heard another laugh, a little more masculen I might add. I pouted and sat on my bed unpacking.

A little while later, I decided to take a shower, so grabbed my necessities for the shower. A few minutes in, and I heard some footsteps and a little breeze. As I peeked out of the curtain, there was a guy about my age, maybe older, with a smirk on his face. I stood with the curtain hung around my naked figure, with a look of horror on my face. The boy seemed unfazed by my face.

"GET THE FÜCK OUT YOU PERV!" I yelled. His whole demeanor changed, not to a sudden realization that he was in the bathroom of a girl showering, but of confusion.

"You can see me?" He asked. I started to actually look at him, he had extremely bright green hair, and shirt that says... 'IDIOT' on the front? Well, whatever floats your boat. What am I even saying? He is also wearing a beanie and black skinny jeans with combat boots.

"Yes, why? Am I not supposed to?" I replied skeptically.

"Well I'm a g..." he was cut off by a pair of arms reaching through the, door and dragging him back. I was going to scream until I realized.. he was a ghost.

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So that was the first chapter of The House Of Dick's, I hope you enjoyed, I'm sorry it's so short :( but I'll make sure I upload more often and longer chapters, hopefully :/

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