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Dance With the Dead (ghost love story) oc x oc
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Ongoing, First published Nov 19, 2019
A tragic love story, to put in short.

A girl. On the run with no where to go. She stumbles upon an abandoned ghost town, taking shelter in a haunted mansion.

A ghost. Permanent host of said mansion. He takes notice to the seemingly ordinary girl with no apparent special qualities.

Two different individuals, but two sides of the same coin. 

This is a story of pain, suffering, despair and desperation. Yet, this story is also of trust, understanding, compassion, and, of course, love.

WARNING

This story revolves around dark themes and subjects such as depression, abuse, suicide, and overall death. I do not romanticize these serious subjects. No one should ever romanticize death, it is a permanent solution to a temporary problem. If any of these subject matters rekindle something in you, dear reader, I suggest stop reading over all. The story will only get darker as the chapters go on. 

Also, if any one ever has the need to talk feel free to vent at me. I cannot guaranty any advice that a professional would give better, but what I CAN guaranty is my ears. And if things get too much please, confront a professionals help. Or don't. Who am I to tell you what to do. 


Cover edited by me.
All songs are credited to the band Get Scared. 
I do not own them. 
I only own the plot and my characters.
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