My Ghost [On Hold]

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He unlocked the door of a decent sized, white house. It was small, one bedroom, one bathroom, a kitchen, a living room and a very small back yard.

He had trouble unlocking the gate at the front so he wasn't surprised that it took him minutes to unlock the front door too.

He opened the slightly heavy door and shivered. There was a chilly atmosphere.

He didn't like it.

He stepped inside, picking up his luggage and setting it beside him. He looked down the hallway and breathed in.

"Chill, there's nothing wrong with this place." He rolled his luggage down the hallway to the bedroom. He reached out to grab the knob but didn't turn it. Something felt out. The house looked solitary, lonely. The inside was plain white. No colors.

He shivered once more and turned the knob. As he stepped inside the room and set his luggage down on the full sized, white bed, he said, "this place needs some color. I'll go out tomorrow and buy decorations." Taking out his belongs and putting them away in their corresponding areas, he jumped at the sound of the doorbell. He ran out of the room and swung the door open.

There stood a very lanky young man.
"You're packages have arrived." He said lazily while handing Jimin a clipboard and a pen.

"I assume I'm supposed to sign?" Jimin asked sarcastically.

The boy rolled his eyes and mumbled a quick 'yeah'.

Jimin quickly signed, the ball point pen gliding smoothly across the sheet.

He placed the pen on the clipboard and handed it to the boy.

He snatched it away from him and motioned to the other guys in the truck to start bringing in the boxes.

The lanky young boy shoved past Jimin and entered his house without being invited in.

Jimin looked at the boy with a very rude expression.
"Who does he think he is?" He mumbled under his breath as he followed the boy into the living room. The moving crew brought in a few boxes, not many since the whole place was basically fully furnished. Jimin thanked everyone except the rude young boy.

Jimin walked all of them out and shut the door. He sighed and ran a hand through his dark brown hair.
It was fairly early in the day so he decided to clean the house, assuming there was dust everywhere.

He walked to the boxes and put his hands on his hips.
"Alright. Where are the cleaning supplies?" He grabbed the unboxing knife from his pack and ripped open boxes until he found the supplies. He began with the bathroom. It was small, a bathtub, toilet and a vanity. The laundry room was across the hallway.

He dusted and cleaned almost everywhere after a few hours. All he had to do was clean the sliding doors to the backyard. Jimin grabbed the windex and a few paper towels and started cleaning the inside. The sun was almost setting. He slid the doors open and started cleaning the outside. Once he was done he looked at the yard behind him.

"It's not too bad." The lawn was a dull green, a fence surrounding the area. He decided to take a shower afterwards. He turned on the shower and stepped in front of the vanity. He smirked and flexed.

"Huhhhh"
"Hooooo"
"Herrrrrr"

He heard a snicker. He immediately covered his nether regions and looked around the small bathroom.
"Who's there?" He asked. Jimin opened the bathroom door and looked down the lit hallway to the dark living room. Nothing. He closed the door and stepped inside the shower, but not before looking around once more.

"It's probably just my imagination," He sighed while letting the water hit his back. "I've been paranoid all day."

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hi it's Carrot. first chapter complete woop!

word count: 632
not revised

Carrot,
out!