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Ghost are real

boys in my closet

I was putting the last of the band posters on my wall when my phone started ringing come as you are by Nirvana. the caller ID read mom
"Hello?" I said into the receiver slight feedback entering my ear
"Hi sweetiepie how are ya doin?" My mother asked filling the feedback with her sweet voice
"Good. I just finished unpacking my posters."I say twirling a bit of my hair round my finger
"Great! I'll be home later with phil ok?" She said a smile clear on her voice
"Oh..okay." I said disappointment and worry filling my voice.
I hung up before she could say anything else about Phil. I hated him, he was some old creep my mom married after my dad died. I sigh and put on my favorite Kurt Cobain t-shirt freezing as I was pulling it over my head the sounds of a boyish giggle coming from my closet. I quickly pull my shirt on and walk over to it my shirt covering the booty shorts. I opened the door and saw 4 boys about my age staring at me slightly phasing in and out of focus. "Hi there" as if the shock of the boys wasn't enough I recognized the curly haired male that spoke, an Afro sort of stile to his hair. "Wha-" I started my eyes going wide


Notes

hey guys this is my new fanfic and i just wanted to let you know thta i will not be deleating my story ivory blood drops btw this is what linas room looks like

Comments

ok well I guess I could make one just for you

@Gerard Ways wife

Vannagore Vannagore
8/16/14

Nooooooooooooooooooo! Aaaawwwwww I need an ending for this!

@Rosebuds_blood
Ooh ok

No no I just thought it was time to end it and I have another story that I'm starting in a couple of days that I think u will like

@Killing_the_love

Vannagore Vannagore
7/2/14

Gahh no!! Did you end it because we died?