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My Ghost Boyfriend

My Ghost Boyfriend

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Mar 16, 2015
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Romance
13 year old girl named Alex has a crush named Chandler but he is in 8th grade and she is in 7th. Alex absolutely loves that boy she would do anything for him... Only if he acknowledged anything that she did. One particular Thursday night Alex finds herself waking up from the dark and cold feeling in her room. She finds a boy around her age sitting at the foot of the bed crying he glances at her and vanishes away. Alex thought that the ghost looked like Chandler but wasn't sure. She soon finds herself in a situation at school where Chandler DID in fact die that day. Alex's world becomes very different knowing that she can talk to her crush but he is a ghost. Couldn't be any easier could it? It actually gets a lot harder for her and Chandler.
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