Ghost of mine-Tate

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For Candypastel <3

I moved into the famous 'murder house' with my dog, Oscar. I know what you are thinking, why did i move into such a big house by my self, the reason is because i liked the house...and i really wanted to see if it was haunted. I was sat im the kitchen on my phone until i heard Oscar barking from the front room, i went to go see,
"What is it boy?"
I asked as i walked over, he was barking at nothing...nothing at all. I grabbed his collar to pull him away and as i looked up again. Someone was there. A blonde guy, he was cute and was smiling, suddenly Oscar calmed down and he went over the the person so he would pet him, i fell back from shock,
"Who the fuck are u?"
I asked,
"Im a ghost"
He said rather plainly, i would of protested agaisnt that but he probably wasnt lying and from the look of his clothes, he could of been here a while,
"Im Tate"
He added, i stood up,
"Im Y/N"
"Nice name, hoe old are you?"
"16 almost 17...yeh i know what you are thinking, rich mommy and daddy, thats true but they made me move out so I bought this"
"Ok, cool?"
A few hour passed of use both talking. I was beginning to like this 'ghost' of mine.

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