I stood there staring at the empty space between me and the wall. "Great. Now I'm hearing stuff" I said out loud. "No. You're not" said the voice behind me. I shut my eyes, "It's not real. There's no one else in this room" I whispered, trying to calm myself. "But I am in this room. I'm right here" This time not only was the voice right behind me, but I swear I felt breath on my shoulder. I turned quickly but once again found nothing. "Stop it" I said, trying to sound brave. "Fine" said the voice again. I looked beside me and there he was. The blonde boy. Casually laying on his side on my bed. I jumped back, "Who the fuck are you?" I yelled at him. He smiled, "Wouldn't you love to know. Sweet little Cynthia" he said. I cocked an eyebrow. "One, I'm 17. I'm not little. Two, how do you know my name?" He smiled again, fucking hell he was beautiful. "I know everything about you" he said sitting up. I glanced at my door, thinking of making a run for it. "Go ahead." he said. "Run" I pushed back my fear. "Why would I run? I'm not afraid of you" I said. He smirked at me, "Oh, is that right?" I took a step forward, "What do you want?" "Many things" he said standing. "Being alive again would be nice. Being stuck in this house is hell" I scoffed. "You're trying to convince me you're dead?" He smiled again, coming closer to me. "Oh no sweetheart, I am dead" I let my eyes scan his face. He seemed so.... Serious. "If you were dead than you would b-" "Be what?!" he asked cutting me off. "Have you ever been dead?" I shook my head. "Exactly" he said, satisfied. "Look dude, I don't know who you are or what you want but, you need to be gone before my parents get home" I said, trying to sound calm. He stepped closer, I could feel his breath on my face. "I'll see you later" and with that he was gone. I gasped, he just disappeared. He fucking disappeared! I sat on my bed and buried my face in my hands, was I going insane? Was I imagining attractive ghostly boys now? I sighed and stood up as I heard the front door open. I went down the stairs and found my parents in the kitchen. "Did you find anything interesting while we were gone?" my Mother asked happily. I shook my head, "No, uh. It was pretty boring actually" What else was I supposed to say? 'Yeah Mom, while you guys were away I found a sexy blonde ghost boy' I sat at the table as they dished out the food. "Well, how do you like the house?" My Dad asked, trying to start conversation. It's nice" I said, giving him my best smile. After dinner I decided to go to bed. I opened my door and flicked on the light before going in. When I saw it was empty I entered and shut the door. "Looking for me?" I spun around to find him standing an inch away from me.
