John Laurens was dead. Yep. He was gone. Or was he? He didn't know for sure. A slight cry was heard. A woman ran into the room. It was Eliza? John was confused. Something was off. He was dead, and he was alive... as a ghost. BIG OLD NOTE: This WILL NOT be edited again since I've fallen out if the fandom. However, I LOVE reading your comments on this story. Thanks a lot for the support, everyone <3 (On that note, I do apologise for any spelling mistakes, off sentences, ect ect. I wasn't the best at writing at the time.) Ha that's a bad description XD Pretty much John is dead and he finds himself in the Hamilton house. Alexander doesn't know he's there, but Phillip does. It'll be explained I guess. I don't own Hamilton or the Ghost Laurens AU. Minor Warning: Swearing, Gay (Lams moments from Laurens remembering--), sad moments Cover drawn by me btw (Phillip is cute--) (Update, November 5, 2018: a couple of years later and this thing is ranked. Thank you guys for tolerating my horrible writing and old cringey self.)
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