Ever since I was a little girl, and my father passed away, my relationship with my whole family has been rocky. Especially with my mother. And then she started dating again, and ever since, I've kinda just– hated her. I hate that out of all the ghosts in the world, my father is the only one she can't see. She can't see the only ghost that matters to me, but she can see everyone else.

My only real escape from my family, is the only person at my school that I like. She understands me, she comforts me, she just, gets me. It's like we're soul bonded. And the plus side is, she goes to school with me, and lives in the same town as me. So I get to see her whenever I want. That's exactly what I'm doing.

After yet another fight with my mother about her stupid "ability", I angrily took my bike and went straight to my friends house. I needed an escape, a comfort. I needed her more than anything. So when I got there, I wasted no time hiding my bike in her bushes and rushing up to her door, knocking on it and waiting.