I grew up memorizing all the cracks in the wall. Staring up at the ceiling watching the particles fall.
Billie laid on her bed later that night and stared up at the ceiling, as she waited for the voices around her to quiet down. When they did not she grabbed a pair of her head phones and played her music, in hopes to drown out the persistent ghosts:
"I need a doctor.."
"I hate this drab, hideous place."
"We don't need a doctor, we need new drapes."
Soon the music filled her ears and lulled her to sleep.
Little did she know the next ghost she'd encounter wouldn't be so easy to mute.
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Four Pink Walls {COMPLETED}
Random"I see ghosts." "And I'm dead," Nora deadpanned. "Would you like to be friends?" ◿ ☀I knew there was a life Behind those four pink walls☀ -Teen Hotgomery-
