Your university life was not as exciting as you thought it would be, hell being dead would be more exciting in your opinion.

You were an outcast, ignored and people looked at you as if you were insane, they called you 'weirdo' and mocked your poor mother who's life got taken out of nowhere, leaving you behind with your dad who later on married another woman named Janet who honestly was the worst possible stepmom you could have gotten, you did get a nice step-sister though named Taffy who genuinely spoke to you as if you were a normal human being.

After a horrible party you had gone to, where some guy was bothering you you ran off, ending up in the cemetery. A statue grabs your attention, the man looked..handsome, you guess- so you approach it, a deep sigh leaves you as you read his name 'Aegon II Targaryen' right, you had heard of him in history books he was some rich guy who unfortunately died young. Touching his face you let whispered words leave you lips.

"I wish I was with you.."

After cursing everyone around you in your head, you walk back home and go upstairs to change into your pj's, and sit yourself infront of the tv after your dad and step- decided to go on a little date, leaving you on your own since Taffy was at a party, typical.

However, while watching the movie a sound grabs your attention, realising it was near the backdoor you grab a umbreall (what the hell is that gonna do to save you?!) and walk to where the noise is coming from like some sort of heroin in a horror movie, idiot.

You are met with a..person? nope! well it looks like it, but he sure as hell smells like a corpse who's been dead for a while, the figure moves closer and gurgled sounds come from his mouth as he reaches for you, you scream and run, startling the poor man who simply sits himself down onto the ground, tugging one one of your slippers you had left by the couch. Realising he was not going to eat you, you peek around the corner into the room, where he is still..sitting on the ground with your slipper.

"That..is my slipper-"

You say, and the figure looks at you, he looked..dead yet human, odd- his mouth opens and some slurred words come out of it

"Yo...wnted...to be..with..me-"

Oh great! that's not what you meant, but hey- beggers can't be choosers, so you take your slipper from him and sigh, nodding your head as he inspects your face curiously and you knew, your life would finally not be boring.