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My name is Arabella Van Lae. I can see dead people. Cliché, I know. Not as much as you might think. I can travel to the spirit world; an alternate universe, parallel to ours. Besides, these ghosts can make themselves seen. They toy with people's minds by becoming their friend or lover and then disappear off the face of the earth. Literally. I've had this "gift" ever since I drowned when I was seven years old and came back to life. I have a routine that I do everyday: If I see a ghost, ignore it. If it keeps pestering, open a portal and send it to Limbo. Don't ever speak to them in public or anywhere for that matter, unless your life is in danger. Obviously. I suppose you're bored by now right? Ha. Just wait. Everything changes for me when Harry appears in my bathroom while I'm showering with a cheeky smile and those hypnotizing emerald eyes.
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