There's A Ghost In The Host Club
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  • Reads 2,989
  • Votes 109
  • Parts 20
  • Time 2h 43m
Ongoing, First published Sep 28, 2015
Hi my names Ghost,I'm not your average orphan,I have Aspergers Syndrome (type of Autism) but hey don't let that scare ya away! I'm shy and easily embarrassed when you first meet me but once I get to know you I'm a happy,energetic,silly,fragile 17 year old girl just seeking a friend.

Hi My names Lyric,I'm not your typical rich kid,I work hard for my money,shop,clean,and make dinner by my self. I don't have any maids or butlers because I don't need them,I like to keep the "commoner" life style. I lost my parents when I was 10 and 11 so I worked hard to graduate high school by age 12 then open my own business. Anyways you'll learn all that stuff later,all you need to know now is I'm confident, friendly,and looking for a friend. 

What will happen when these 2 embark friendship,bullies,lies,trust,and maybe even love? Who knows all we know is this will be one hell of a adventure for the host club.
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Loneliness. Depression. Broken. Scared. Devastated. Hopeless. Mournful. Disheartening. Bleak. Joyless. Somber. I have no one. Depression and Loneliness are the only things I feel. My family tries to make me happy, but I just put on a fake smile and cry about it in my room. They act like everything is alright, but everything is not. They KNOW I was devastated about Mom's murder. They KNOW I was heartbroken about Dad's sickness that eventually killed him. That's all I've thought about. Devastation and heartbroken. Just because of those two things. Never in my life I have been this devastating. Dayton, Hayden, Angel, or Monica know how to make me truly happy. Not even my own siblings know how to make me show a real smile. Suicide is all I can think about day to day and I've almost died because of that. DEPRESSION IS A REAL THING. NO ONE KNOWS HOW I FEEL EVERYDAY. NO ONE CAN JUDGE OTHERS ABOUT DEPRESSION OR EVEN MAKE JOKES ABOUT IT BECAUSE ITS A REAL THING. DEPRESSION HAS KILLED PEOPLE. EVERYONE IN MY LIFE JUDGES ME JUST BECAUSE I DON'T SMILE, LAUGH, HUG, OR DO ANYTHING NORMAL PEOPLE DO. I CUT MYSELF, I CRY, I YELL, I VENT, I PUSH PEOPLE OUT OF MY LIFE. Those are the things people are worried about me. "Go kill yourself and join your parents in hell." They say and I just shrug it off and find a private place to hide and cry it out. "I CAN'T DEAL WITH LIFE ANYMORE!!!!" I say and I use my sharp nails and cut myself then cry some more. A gun is buried within my arm for defense from my dad, but I use it in case I am tired of society. Then that's when I met the Host Club. They saw my sadness and made me a part of it to repay my debt for accidentally breaking a vase. I am now a Host for men to flatter them, but how can normal guys want me to be a Host when I wear lip earrings, eyeliner, chains, and have a gun in my arm? I'm the definition of Hell. Then he made me smile again, something that I thought I would never get back. Happiness.
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