Annoying ghost next door
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Never did I think that at age twenty-six, I'd be back in my childhood bedroom, constantly hovered over by my sometimes overbearing but well-meaning parents. But I also never expected a sarcastic-yet annoyingly charming-ghost to become attached to me. Yes, you read that right. My life is a mess. How am I supposed to get my life together after the end of the only long-term relationship I've had as an adult, and figure out how to get rid of this infuriatingly persistent ghost who's now inexplicably bound to me?
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