Ok so this living with a ghost thing sucks. I’ve tried to get laid and

get over these feelings I have for Ashley but every time I try Ashley

interrupts and then she somehow reminds me of the feelings I have

for her. I don’t know if ghosts can feel but I would swear she feels

the same and is jealous. But I have no way to find out and I’m not

going to ask her.

I’m alone in my room and I get the feeling someone’s watching me

and yell into the supposedly empty room, "Hey Ash?"

"Yeah?" she says as she appears in front of the bed.

"Where you standing there the entire time or…?" I laugh.

"NO… No, I wasn’t." she said a little to fast.

"Sure you weren’t." I say smiling, sarcasm dripping from every word.

"I wasn’t."

"Ok." She was. "Anyway, I was wondering, do ghosts feel?"

"Uh, why do you ask?"

"Just wondering, I guess."

"Well physically no, but emotionally definitely."

"Ok thanks." With that she disappears. So she can feel.

-A few days later-

Ever since I found out that Ashley can feel my prospective has changed.

Now I know I know I love her. The thing is she is still a ghost. I can’t be

with a ghost. Go figure I find the perfect girl for me, and she’s dead. God

why do I have such bad luck? I just want to be happy. And Ashley makes

me happy, but how can we get together if she’s dead? I’m so confused. I

need to talk to Ashley.

"Ash!?"

"What?"

"We need to talk."

"No good ever comes from a girl saying that. What’s up?"

"I’m in love with you." Oh my God, I can’t believe I just said that.

"Wha—Wha—What! Your, kidding right?" I shake my head. "Wow I

thought It was just me. What a relief."

"You mean…"

"Yeah."

"Wow, but how do we.. I mean how can we… you know? Uh kiss and stuff

when you have no body."

"well there is one way. One day every hundred years where a ghost can become

human."

"When’s the next one?"

"June 6, 2006."

"666."

"Yep."

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