It started a year ago, I was sleepily walking down the stairs. Suddenly I heard the sound of steps and turned my head but there was nobody except ... except...
Hehe, actually there was no one, and I turned my head back. Then I face around 11 years old boy who was transparent. I walked a few step back and blinked several times but he was still standing and smiling. "Why aren't you shout" he asked. I replied "should I?". he laugh and said "My name is Tommy" while giving his hand to me.
Hi. I am Hanper...Hanper Tim. He shacked my hand and said "I know I am your neighbor but maybe you don't know". I nodded / I had been still shocked/. "You are the first one who arent afraid of me, or at least did not scream." he said. Do you ... ? "yes I am a ghost as I think" he replied. As you think? Yeap as I think.
Why are you here , arent you supposed to be in the somewhere that belongs to ghosts?
Yes, that is why I am here. He smiled and asked "arent you late, it is 7.35". I look down my watch and cried "Shit, I have quiz today, shit. need to go." . he answered "me too, cya" and gone.
Since that day our friendship started. He asked me to write down his stories and our crazy conversations :D . I agreed perhaps that is why he is here.
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