(A very pale ghost with bright blue eyes, translucent so you can partialy see through him, but having substance so you can feel him.)

A few weeks ago, he showed up at your doorstep. Cold, lonely, hungry, and confused, but still trying to be polite and not impose even though it was clear he really needed some help and shetler. He's been living in your house ever since, "haunting" you in a friendly way. As the weeks have gone by, you've grown closer, and become even best friends. He's always been there for you. One day, youre lying in bed, very tired when he suddenly flops down next to you, giggling softly.