CHAPTER TWO: i'm not normal
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Finn
Do you know that place in between being asleep and awake? It's a bit hazy and you see things. Some call it the twilight zone.
I call it my life.
I see things. Well, no, not things exactly- more like people. Yeah-uh. Well they're not people, I mean I guess at one point they were but now they're not.
Am I making any sense? No I'm probably not. Let's cut to the chase shall we?
I see dead people.
Now I know what you're thinking, that I'm crazy or whatever but I'm not. At least I think I'm not.
Although the kids at school like to say otherwise. I'm the kid who likes to lie as they rumor around there. I'm the freak who has imaginary friends in my head. But they're not! The only person who believes in me is one of my only friends. He thinks it cool, I call it annoying sometimes.
The kids call me psycho.
Noah calls me different.
Millie calls me special.
She always seemed to make the best out of things in horrible situations. That's one of the reasons we became friends.
I'm not normal; I know that. But some how she always made me feel better about being a bit "weird" as I like to say. She never judged me about anything. She's always very open minded to new things.
Millie had a kind soul like that.
I closed my eyes, trying to will away the unpleasant dream when the bed dipped beside me suddenly. I didn't even need to open my eyes to know who it was.
"Millie I know for a fact I don't have to get up for school for another thirty minutes."
Her eyes narrow slightly before playfully, her cold finger pushes at my nose causing me to shiver. "Well you know what they say Finn?"
The covers are abruptly thrown off me and I groan as the chilly air hits my skin. "No Mills no I don't know and you know what else? I don't care so give me the blanket! I've got like twenty six minutes of sleep now left, thanks to you."
She shakes her head as the blanket floats away towards the corner of my room. Seriously? I'm a growing boy and I need sleep. Is that too much to ask?
"Early bird gets the worm finnie!"
"But I'm not a damn bird!" I yell covering my ears. I probably seem like a child but I could care less at the moment. I peak my eye open after a moment as she stands in front of me with a incredulous look on her face, hands on her hips with raised eyebrows. "And I don't like worms either," I mutter just to spite her and this time instead of just standing there, Millie glares and before I know what's happening I'm floating.
"Millie stop it!" My blood rushes straight to my head as she holds me upside down with that stupid smile on her face. "Seriously Mills! Just let me go!"
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Fanfiction"Hi um... my name is Finn Wolfhard and I see dead people." Of course that in its self was insane but even more? How about the fact that my best friend was a ghost, of a girl who died in my house over thirty years ago. Even worse? I think I'm in love...
