Love Story #n

sad-ghost-girl

5 years ago, in a road mishap, she lost him.

She remembers now how when she was younger she would be drenched in sweat lying her bed-sheet, her heart skipping a beat at the faintest noise outside. She remembers now how she badly she wanted to believe that ghosts didn’t exist, that people didn’t come back from the dead. Now, she wants them to.

 

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Author: pecsbowen

reader.philosopher.writer

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