The Ghost Of You (Chapter 1)
I walked into the bar and looked around. A few hot chicks and dudes were here. Yes, I'm bi. Got a problem with that?
A guy who was standing at the bar caught my attention. He had pitch black shoulder length hair, cupid bow lips, a small straight nose and hazel eyes.
Suddenly he was gone.
"Hey~" I heard a male voice behind me. I turned to see who it was but nobody was there. A laugh behind me made me turn again, but there wasn't anyone. I slowly got angry.
"Whoever you are, stop kidding me!" I said.
"Aww. You angry with me?" he said and I turned. Finally he stayed in front of me. I stared into those beautiful hazel eyes. "You can see me." he said more to himself.
"Of course I ca... shit, you're a ghost, right?" I asked. 'Damn! Finally I found someone who I really get attracted to, and then I have to find out he's a ghost.'
"Yes. Let's go somewhere else? People look at you like you're weird because you're talking to me."
I nodded and left the bar with the ghost following behind me.
INTYWIDFAL (Chapter 13)
When we reached the house Mikey opened the door. "Oh, hey Frank. It's really hard to speak modern English 'cause I only learned the old languages until now." He turned round. "Alicia, Ancy! We've got a guest. Come here!" he shouted.
Two women appeared, one walking on the ground, the other one floating in the air. That seemed to be Ann-Cathrine. She was young when she died, about twelve, had black hair and wore a long, medival dress and a cross necklace.
The other woman looked strainge with her black hair and blue eyes. She wore a dark blue Rococo dress and a bit too much make-up. She went to Mikey and kissed him.
"Morning, Honey!" the woman said.
"Hey. Did you sleep well in your new bed?" Mikey asked her.
"I prefered the coffin more. You know I like traditional stuff. I know that I needed a new sleeping place because we broke the cover some nights ago, but why has it to be a human bed? I mean, can't I sleep in yours? I mainly sleep daytime and you do at night so we wouldn't have space