The Ghost of you
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Contenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture3h 22m
Dernière publication dim., mars 2, 2025
"Are those books?" I asked, I walked up to the tree with caution. It did smell beautiful though, no lie.
I looked at the books that hung off the branches, they were shaped like petals, making sure they were hidden. But who hid them is the question.
They had names, and numbers, "What's it say?" I asked Lisa, as she grabbed one from the tree, "It says safety pin?" I looked at her, "Read the rest." We took each one down, and read them.
"Keep breathing 2, Man in the mask 3, Legends 4, Stand and fight forever 5, The awakening 6, the unexpected 7, the unknown world 8 , time of our lives 9, trouble makers 10, we head for disaster but live for the danger 11, when time stops 12, Disorder 13, Deja vu 14, would you believe me 15, Like a boy 16, Repeat 17, it's our time 18, Wait this one is missing!" I read the spot that was missing, "Dear my Dreamer? But where is it?" I asked, and Lisa shrugged.
We looked for the missing book, but no luck. "Hey baby, this one is writing itself!?" Lisa shouted, I ran towards her. "It's called, The Ghost of you?" she looked at me. It was writing down everything we said and thought.
What the fuck. "That's kind of creepy no?" Lisa said.
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