Forever a Ghost ✓
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17 year old Matthew Christopher Roberts died in his own house in 2005. He's been stuck in the very same house as a ghost for the past 14 years. So what happens when Abigail, an artistic 18 year old and the shadow of her sister, moves in and wants to help set him free?
//I'm trying to do the word thing but I don't know if it's working out so bare with me\\
Complete, but unedited. I'll edit this at some point probably haha.
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