Anti-social 🚫 Jjk

Trail walk/Watch movies

I woke up the next morning, the light going through my transparent window. Making my room brighten up, I sit up from my bed with my eyes still closed until I rubbed my eyes slowly trying to adjust to the light. I come to all my senses and I got out of my bed changing into some casual clothes. I got my self ready at a slow pace. Then when I was done I walk downstairs were I had seen my parents drinking some coffee.

"Good morning" I said with a huskier voice
"Morning sweetie" My mom said cheerfully
"Morning Y/n" my dad addressed me
"How was your sleep? Do you want me to make you some breakfast?" My mom asked concerned.
"Ugh, Yeah sure..."

I sat down at the table and I was given a plate in front of me. A plate of pancakes, eggs, and a hash brown. I haven't had breakfast in a while. Normally at the university I normally had skipped breakfast, so when I had a large plate of food in front of me I already got full just by looking at it. I was able to eat two of the pancakes out of the three and finished a quarter of the eggs. I wanted to at least finish the hash brown as she only had given me one. Struggling to finish it, I was able to finish it.

When I was finished I thanked my mom for the meal. I told my parents I was going out, but this time they were a little bit hesitant as I spent the whole day yesterday outside. The weekend was the only I had with them, of course they would want to see me. But my mind had been clouded, it could only be for the next three weeks, it could only be just this week. I just wanted to spend a little more time with him.

I walked out of my door, looking at the street in front of me, breathing in the fresh air. The sun was already out and I just enjoyed the feeling of being outside for a moment. I close my eyes for a second taking another deep breath in, the next moment when I opened my eyes he was there in front of me.

It had startled me at first, causing my heart rate to speed up. I gave him a smile and he gave me one back.

"Are you ready?" He asked
"What's for us to do today?" I asked him
"Come with me, I hope you ate breakfast" With that he just grabbed my arm in an instant making my full stomach jumble in the inside a bit. I indeed had breakfast, I was so full I could barely move, but I pushed myself to walk in the pace he had been going. Taking me to some trail, I've never went to.

"Have you been here before" I questioned
"Yeah, I like to go here because not a lot of people go here."
"Ah" was the only thing I could muster up to say.

We walked inside and there really wasn't anyone here. I quickly went to see the board before we had walked inside to see the trail was 5km, we just walked , following the path, I couldn't see any one on this path from in front or behind, it was just the two of us. I wondered how much he goes here, It had only been my first time. Getting lost in thought I almost didn't realize when he had locked his fingers onto mine. Catching me into realization I started to blush. I shouldn't be blushing because of a ghost, but then again I shouldn't be able to have feelings for him anyways. I'm not suppose to be able to touch him, but I am able too.

I feel bittersweet all the time not knowing how I should feel. I'm glad that I was able to meet someone like him, but I'm scared that one day, when I will go and look for him he won't be there. That he will just be gone forever. That's why I made this list to do things I haven't done before, and do them with him. It might make me feel a little more at ease, knowing that I didn't just do nothing when I was with him. He made my heart flutter, the feeling of his lips comes up to my head once again. How could the feeling be so surreal, he was my first kiss. I can't stop but to laugh at the thought my first kiss is with a ghost...

Or whatever you can call him, what would you call me? Is there a name or is this a real possible thing people can have the power to do, see ghosts or whatever you may call them? I still astonish myself a little thinking about it. At times I keep thinking that it's some type of joke and I will be told soon enough it was all just a joke and he really isn't a ghost. But I know that's not the case. I come to become curious what the public may think, do I look like I'm talking to myself?