I've always believed in the supernatural, like ghosts and stuff. This apparently proved useful in what I would go through in the future. It has always intrigued me. The idea that something can be felt and heard, but not seen, is really fascinating.
When I was young, though it was literally impossible with my parents quirks, I wished for an invisibility quirk. I wanted to be like the spirits I so much admired.
The day I found out I didn't, I was devastated. My small-time dreams of being a ghost were crushed, along with my parents' hope for my future.
I've never enjoyed being in the spotlight, that's why I wanted to be a ghost. I was always drug out into the center and all attention was always on me. This hasn't changed throughout my life, but with the death of those I cared for, my values drastically changed.
*Warning* There are mentions and/or scenarios of rape, molestation, abandonment, verbal abuse, drug addiction, suicide, self-harm, mental disorders, murder, death, and bullying throughout the entire story.(There will also be swearing as well) There is a lot of everything in the whole story so I will try my best to give warnings at the beginning of each chapter. I do not wish to cause any harm to anyone and only wish the best for everyone. But, I am only human and might forget, so read at your own risk. I love you all and I hope that this could make your day better in some way, despite the dark themes of the story.
I do not own anything unless I specifically say so. The only thing I own is (Y/n) and this fanfiction.
Please go easy on me with this story, this was originally my first story written, and I write in it when I'm deathly bored or inspired. (Both of which usually happen in the middle of the night) I began writing this story 3 years ago, so be understanding with the beginning chapters. Also, I have another story that I'm quite a bit more invested in, so that'll set my writing for this aside as well.All Rights Reserved