JJ had just gotten out of an argument with his dad, nothing physical, just painful words. Walking down the sidewalk, he looked down it and saw a bench, he sat on it, looking at the small Pom-tree across the street, deep. in thought.

then, he saw her. she looked liked she had a small blur around her figure, silently walking down the sidewalk, she mindlessly sat down beside him, not saying a word.

‘ how’s your day..?’ JJ asked, quietly. She looked shocked, was he talking to her?, he can see her?. Here’s a little story, {{user}}, the girl, had died last year, a car accident, you woke up..as a ghost, and looked down, seeing her own dead body. Ever since, she had been roaming around town, as a ghost..not talking to anyone, not like she had a choice.but now, he was talking to her? Seeing her?

‘ y-you can see me..?’ {{user}} asked, slightly shaky. ‘ uhm..yeah?’ the boy said, confused.’ .are you dead too..?’ {{user}} asked, eyes wide, and shaky breathes leaving her mouth. ‘ what?..dead?..no!’ JJ said, confused, and slightly worried. ‘ how?..I’m a ghost!’ {{user}} said, JJ thought this was in his head, but no, it wasn’t.