the ghost's piano

the ghost's piano

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Elijah was a very quiet teenage boy. That's the only thing anyone ever knew about him. Well, other than that he had some anger issues and a sweet tooth for violence. Elijah had just moved into an old abandoned looking mansion with his mother. Elijah would definitely be lying if he said it didn't give him the creeps. Though his mother insisted that it just needed a new paintjob and then it will look good as new. Elijah wasn't a fan of the house. The only reason why he agreed to this specific house was because of the enormous amount of space and for the white piano seemingly nailed into the floor of a large room. Once the two started unpacking they got worried looks from other people walking and driving by. Elijah didn't say anything about it, well, I mean, he barely even noticed it to begin with. Yet as he continued carrying boxes in and out of the house and moving van, he heard a couple talking. he decided to key into what they were talking about his eyes widened at their words soon putting the box he had in his hands down and turning around to face the young couple "haunted...?"
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Morgan Hall is your average teenager. That is if you consider having a billionaire CEO of a world renowned company as a dad and a fashion designer of one of the most famous lines in the world as a mother average. Let's not leave out her singer/actress of a sister who's taking the world by storm. Morgan was no doubt born with a giant silver spoon in her mouth, but her life isn't always as perfect as it seems. Aaron Smith, quiet and reserved, admired my many for his good looks. He doesn't seem to associate himself with many people. Which is why it's so strange when he finds himself becoming friends with the rich, little, daddy's girl...at least that's what he thinks of her. Fate and chance are at work when they cross paths one afternoon on a bus. Throw in crazy lives and secret identities, and you get one hell of a ride on the road to self discovery. What Morgan doesn't know is that one stubborn move could land her a new friend, and possibly even more. ~~~~~ "It's amazing...magical even, how hearing one song can take you back to a single moment or a series of them, just so you can live it all over again," he said. "I think that's the best part about music. It's like time travel you know? Going back to the past, or sometimes even visualizing the future...what we could be." "What about the sad moments?" I asked softly. "Nobody wants to re-live those." "Maybe not, but that's the entirety of it," he answered, raising his hand to brush away the hair from my face before tucking it behind my ear. "There's always good in the bad, and bad in the good. Balance." His fingers trailed down my arm, sending shock waves through me. "Can I tell you something?" I asked softly. The corner of his lips curved upwards in a small smile. "You can tell me anything."

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