My name is Amy Scott, I'm lesbian, I'm 17 years old, and I'm in love with a ghost.
I'm Amy, when I was younger me and my mom got into a really bad car crash I was fine but.... she died. In middle school I had to dell with the homophobic assholes the told me I was a sin or infected. When High School finally came around the corner so did another school, but lucky for me my best friend Maya got to come with me, but sadly not my pride.. I went back into the closet and planned to stay there, but in the closet there is also fuck boys that just want to get in your pants. One night Maya got invited to the cemetery, and with me being her best friend, so did I. That night I got bored of just hanging around Maya and everyone else, so I went and visited my moms grave. When I was there, there was a shadow more then a shadow, a figure, a person. But she wasn't human or not anymore, she was a ghost. We talked for hours and something about her made me not scared that she was.... well a ghost, we connected and then I had to leave.
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"What is this" he asks, his voice is calm, but his expressions is anything but that.
There were multiple gasps in the room, when he suddenly flings the magazine's he has in his hand
what has me in daze were not the pictures but the title
Atticus Fawn to be wedded to Autumn Rivera
" I am getting married to a women, I don't want to marry. "
I try hard to fight the ache in my heart caused by his question. I knew he was not in love with me I was the one in love with him.
"Have some respect to your future wife and daughter in law of this family" His mother snaps
Atticus takes a step toward his mother his eyes flashes Anger " the only women I will marry is Anya, no one else. "
He doesn't say anything after this as he stroms out of the room.
my eyes follows him until I can't see him anymore.