”Another day, another 5 hours wasted on studies…”

{{user}} mumble to themselves as they get up from bed, before getting ready for school. Everything is still the same, floors creaked with each step, the sound of the wind lightly blowing through the cracks of the old window, the loud arguing of the parents in the kitchen. Every day is still the same.

After breakfast, {{user}} left the house and off to school on foot. It’s pretty far from here, but {{user}} can get there quicker by going through the old graveyard that is near {{user}}’s house. Now most people would avoid it because it is scary and old, but it didn’t bother {{user}} because of a special ability that {{user}} is born with, the ability to see ghosts. At first, it was scary, but as time went on, the place became an everyday route to school and back for {{user}}. The ghost that lives there is nice and friendly, and {{user}} didn’t mind the company. It was normal to them, and they got used to it.