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ghostofoldtrafford

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  1. Chapter 3 You know, I really need to stop with all this fainting shit, or someone might mistake me for a pansy one of these days. But, seriously, what do you do when you wake up with the ghost of your dead high-school tormentor standing at the foot of your bed? Well, call Dr. Watkins, of course, and book a one-way trip to the loony bin. But the natural instinct is to either scream in sheer horror or collapse…in sheer horror. And since I’m too manly to scream…Yeah, so, as I was sayin
  2. Chapter 2 There were birds singing, the sound of a peaceful brook streaming somewhere close and angelic singing. “Wake up.” A sweet voice said. I desperately wanted to see the angel to whom the voice belonged. “Wake up already, shithead!” Wait, that’s not right. What kind of a potty mouth angel…Oh, the fucker slapped me. I opened my eyes and stared up into my sister’s face. Damn it, why must she ruin my dreams, on top of my wakeful state? “The hell ha
  3. Chapter 1 Just imagine for a second you’re a high-school student in your typical mid-sized American high, in your typical mid-sized American city. So, having walked through those typical double doors, you now find yourself walking down the corridor before classes start in the afternoon, just after lunch, making your way through the teaming masses of typical students heading for their classes and otherwise preoccupied with the latest gossip. Hey, what’s that to your l
  4. Join Xander as he juggles his blossoming love life and adventures in a world filled with strange powers, ghosts, murders and other mysteries. Does a teenager have the ability to kill his tormentor with his mind or is it just a wacky coincidence? And if what lies beneath the surface is scarier than he thought, how will he deal with it? Rely on humor, go crazy or just accept it all?
  5. CHAPTER II – FRIENDS As soon as I shut the door behind me, I got the urge to scream out “Honey, I’m home!” Okay, okay, the “honey” part probably only serves to reinforce your idea about this whole thing being an incestuous relationship, but I swear…nothing like that. I was simply bitter, what with no one being there to meet the prodigal son upon his return and everything. I dropped the two large suitcases I was carrying by the door, but kept the backpack. I slowly ventured inside the house I’
  6. CHAPTER I – HOMECOMING Regret. Missed opportunities. The “keep you up at night, kick yourself in the head” kind of feelings. That’s what I was feeling while staring at the passing countryside as I sat in the not nearly comfortable enough for an 8-hour ride train seat. I’d just finished college, with a worthless degree and I was heading back home. With my tail between my legs, some might say. And they’d probably be right. Going from a bustling metropolis which offered everything from plenty of
  7. Lee heads home after college. He feels he's made a mistake, because of all the possibilities he's left behind. But when a door closes, another one opens, isn't that how it's supposed to work?
  8. I'm giggling a bit. I'm not exactly new, but I suppose I missed this thread when I registered. Name's Claudiu, all the way from Romania(don't worry, I wouldn't know where that was either if I didn't actually live here).
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