A ghostly voyuer

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Near the bayous of Louisiana, out of the way for even the humble Cajun swamp folk sat a old plantation house. Regardless of it's age, it was magnificently preserved, even the crop feild of peppers, tabbaco and rice that the owner owned still grew and died, untouched by the ravages of civilization. It was within this out of place plantation that a tragedy struck. During the time of the Civil war, when the south was ravaged, a young union private desreted to meet his southern raised lover so to run away west. Yet it was not ment to be, the enraged father gunning down the man. Some say if you pulled up the rugs within the daughter's former bedroom, you can see were his blood stained the old wood. Over two centuries has passed while the place has been changed from owner to owner, each moving out weeks after they bought. The story was the same, the sound of footsteps was heard, and brief glimpses of ghostly figures could be seen.. Well the newest seller decided to "forget" to mention the place's haunted past when he attempted to sell the plantation to it's newest prospecting buyer..

"Miss, you'll find no other plantation house at this price. I am honestly losing out a bit of money for selling it to you." the Realtor said, speaking his pitch with a smile that would make any southern born salesman proud "I've spent a lot of money to keep this peace of history restored and up to shape. It seems that no one wants to buy it because they don't like being so close to the locals." he chuckled "The swamp dwellers scared away most of the city folk that came this way. I do hope you won't mind them as neighbors miss.." he spoke, asking for the name of the young successful business woman looking to buy the plantation from him..
 
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Wynwillow Jackson.. or Wyn as she prefered to be called was 27yrs old she had just finished up her buisness degree and had been offered a job working for a larger buisness office down in Louisiana, who were looking for newer and younger employees with buisness knowladge.. so she had gone online and looked up homes for sale, and came across this beautiful plantation she could hardly beleive how low the price was on it.

Wyn stood 5ft 4 in hight her weight no more than 120 lbs soaking wet, with sholder length brown wavy hair and blonde highlights, dark blue eyes and glass's. Today she was dressed in a white button up blouse and grey buisness suite with heals, her hair pulled up in a bun.

She walked around the house with the Realtor thinking over his offer, there had to be more than he was telling she was sure but the place was simply perfect and the price unbeatable.. Sir.. i do beleive you have a deal.. how soon can we start on the paper work i'd like to look it over before hand.. and find out how soon i can move in.. i start work in a few months so that should give me plenty of time to get moved.
 
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Wynwillow Jackson.. or Wyn as she prefered to be called was 27yrs old she had just finished up her buisness degree and had been offered a job working for a larger buisness office down in Louisiana, who were looking for newer and younger employees with buisness knowladge.. so she had gone online and looked up homes for sale, and came across this beautiful plantation she could hardly beleive how low the price was on it.

Wyn stood 5ft 4 in hight her weight no more than 120 lbs soaking wet, with sholder length brown wavy hair and blonde highlights, dark blue eyes and glass's. Today she was dressed in a white button up blouse and grey buisness suite with heals, her hair pulled up in a bun.

She walked around the house with the Realtor thinking over his offer, there had to be more than he was telling she was sure but the place was simply perfect and the price unbeatable.. Sir.. i do beleive you have a deal.. how soon can we start on the paper work i'd like to look it over before hand.. and find out how soon i can move in.. i start work in a few months so that should give me plenty of time to get moved.

"Of course Miss Jackson, you can move in as soon as you'd like. The orginal owners have moved all their stuff out. Much of the old furnishings and chairs you have seen are the houses orginal and to come with it. But you need not to worry, the foundations and plumbing all have been brought up to date and have been tested." he responded as he walked into the large kitchen area, it looked like it was made to hold enough space to put together dinner parties, the dining room huge enough to hold banquets. The older man sat down and began to pull from his folder the various papers "We can start on the paperwork now. I had it on hand because I had a hunch you'd fall in love with the place." He pulled it all out, along with a fountain pen, he taking moment to fill it "Do excuse the old fastion pen, was my fathers. Write with it better then most anything else." he spoke as he turned the needed paperwork over to her with the pen. His slightly wrinkled and graying face had a soft, warm smile, awaiting for her to sign over.
 
Wyn thanked him accepting the papers and the pen he offered as she looked over the paper work a look of concentration on her features while she studied it from all angles nodding and smiling when she came to the end.. well everything seems to be in order.. she said as she signed her name.

well then i'll be heading out to pack up my belongings and be back at the first of the week then, to get settled. she said shaking his hand and thanking him again as he handed her a ring of old fashioned keys.

She walked out with him and watched him get in his car and drive away.. she looked back at the plantation and smiled already feeling like she was home.. before getting in her own car so she could began the process of moving.

A week later she was fully moved and had everything unpacked and put away.. remarkably she hadnt needed much because 90% of everything she would need was already there.. she had finnished eating supper and doing the dishes about an hour ago and was now sitting on the front porch swing enjoying the view before turning in for the night.
 
Wyn thanked him accepting the papers and the pen he offered as she looked over the paper work a look of concentration on her features while she studied it from all angles nodding and smiling when she came to the end.. well everything seems to be in order.. she said as she signed her name.

well then i'll be heading out to pack up my belongings and be back at the first of the week then, to get settled. she said shaking his hand and thanking him again as he handed her a ring of old fashioned keys.

She walked out with him and watched him get in his car and drive away.. she looked back at the plantation and smiled already feeling like she was home.. before getting in her own car so she could began the process of moving.

A week later she was fully moved and had everything unpacked and put away.. remarkably she hadnt needed much because 90% of everything she would need was already there.. she had finished eating supper and doing the dishes about an hour ago and was now sitting on the front porch swing enjoying the view before turning in for the night.

she was dressed in a white tank top and blue jeans no socks no shoes, her brown hair down around her sholders and glass's on
 
Wyn thanked him accepting the papers and the pen he offered as she looked over the paper work a look of concentration on her features while she studied it from all angles nodding and smiling when she came to the end.. well everything seems to be in order.. she said as she signed her name.

well then i'll be heading out to pack up my belongings and be back at the first of the week then, to get settled. she said shaking his hand and thanking him again as he handed her a ring of old fashioned keys.

She walked out with him and watched him get in his car and drive away.. she looked back at the plantation and smiled already feeling like she was home.. before getting in her own car so she could began the process of moving.

A week later she was fully moved and had everything unpacked and put away.. remarkably she hadnt needed much because 90% of everything she would need was already there.. she had finished eating supper and doing the dishes about an hour ago and was now sitting on the front porch swing enjoying the view before turning in for the night.

A blanket of stars hung high in the night sky, shining down. She would not get a veiw like this in any other place in the state. The lack of eletric lights..the swampfolk nearby prefering candlelight, allowed her to take in the night sky. Up within the house itself the sound of shifting within the basement could be heard, if anyone was nearby. Manifesting again as he did with the last five owners was Richard Smith. He had no shape now..invisible to the naked eye, he watched the woman outside swinging, his hand gently touched onto the glass as he leaned in. He had no violent intentions..yet how the woman swung..within his mind, flashes of his lover, long dead and burried within the family grave yard came back. She married and passed on, forgetting him as he rotted away, bound to this plantation. He wanted to get closer..his curiously began to grow more about the woman. Who was she? Where did she come from? What was her name? When he moved to go downstairs to get a closer look. For a breif moment a dark blue handprint was left on the glass before it fated away..
 
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Wyn was relaxed enjoying the quiet and the night the sounds of the animals, crickets and the creek of the swing as it moved.

She was tempted to go for a walk around the grounds but decided against it. Wanting to explore durning the daylight first..

she closed her eyes and leaned back thinking she would go inside in a little bit, but before she reolized it she was asleep on the porch swing.
 
Wyn was relaxed enjoying the quiet and the night the sounds of the animals, crickets and the creek of the swing as it moved.

She was tempted to go for a walk around the grounds but decided against it. Wanting to explore durning the daylight first..

she closed her eyes and leaned back thinking she would go inside in a little bit, but before she reolized it she was asleep on the porch swing.

Floating out the door, Richard saw the young woman, sprawled out upon the porch. She was safe..the plantation was gated off from the rest of the world, as well as the locals were polite to keep off of others property. Richard floated down, looking over the woman. It's been so long since a beautiful young woman has come to these grounds..the last few owners were old rich men. If there was any woman..it was a pompous wife..always with loud and spoiled children, which he had a guilty pleasure of scaring. This woman on the other hand..she was perfect.. It seemed that fate smiled upon him finally as he reached out his invisible hand, wanting so badly to touch along her skin. For a breif moment his hand mad contact causing a gentle chill upon her skin. He pulled away with a sigh..only way he could feel her was if he was fully manifested..to show his ghostly image..complete with gaping shotgun blast in his back..something he'd rather let no one see..he did not want to scare her away..
 
Wyn moved in her sleep feeling a slight chill on her arm she streatched and slowly straitened up rubbing her eyes.. it took her a moment to remember where she was and then smiled shaking her head at her own foolishness at falling asleep on the swing.

She got up then and went inside never knowing that a ghost was near putting the slight chill she had felt up to being out in the night air. she shut off the lights in the house and locked the front door before heading upstairs to the master bedroom.

She changed out of her top and jeans slipping into a dark blue knee length dark blue thin strapped silky night gown, and climbing beneath the covers after putting her dirty laundray in the cloths hamper.
 
Wyn moved in her sleep feeling a slight chill on her arm she streatched and slowly straitened up rubbing her eyes.. it took her a moment to remember where she was and then smiled shaking her head at her own foolishness at falling asleep on the swing.

She got up then and went inside never knowing that a ghost was near putting the slight chill she had felt up to being out in the night air. she shut off the lights in the house and locked the front door before heading upstairs to the master bedroom.

She changed out of her top and jeans slipping into a dark blue knee length dark blue thin strapped silky night gown, and climbing beneath the covers after putting her dirty laundray in the cloths hamper.

He floated back as she saw her awaken and watched her silently. Slowly following behind, but keeping his distance so not to tip her of his prescience. He easily could see in the pitch dark house as she traveled up stairs, lights being turned off behind her. He watched her through the window outside of the master bedroom while she dressed, seeing the beautiful form go into a much more skimpy outfit. Richard's eyes were locked, he was growing more and more longing to touch and smell that perfect form..he wished he could still touch her and be invisible so she did not have to see his horrid form..just watching grew more torturous.
 
Wyn slept comfortably that night and woke early in the morning around 6 am as her ushual custom, she took a shower, and dressed in blue jeans a hot pink tank top, with a white buttoned up shirt over top the buttons left undone and the sleeves rolled back to her elbows..

she pulled her hair back into a ponytail..put on a pair of socks and some tennis shoes. she went down to the kitchen and made a list of the grocerys and supplys she would need for about 2 weeks.. she also went out to explore the shed she had seen not too far from the house to see what kind of tools were avalable and wether or not she would need to buy a lawn mower ect...

Her list complete she headed into town, the more trips to town she made the sooner people would come to know her and maybe she could even make a friend or two.. to her suprise she got her shopping done in record time.. everyone seemed friendly until they found out where she had moved into.. then they couldnt seem to get away fast enough..

she got home and put her grocerys away along with the other items she had bought.. then decided to go explore the grounds..

She found the shed she had looked in before, and a ways further down along the property she found what used to be slave quarters before being turned into a chicken coop.. she also saw miles and miles of fields that had been planted with verious crops over the years.. tho that was something she knew little about..

well no time like the present to learn.. what i cant learn off the internet i'll ask around about..she thought deciding to head back to the house.. there were also 2 very large walled in flower gardens off the back porch that were beautiful and a smaller what used to be from the looks of it a vegetable gardening area that could be used to grow a small assortment of things for the house. At least thats what she planed to use it for..

around the other side down a small path way there was to her suprise a green house... and futher past that the family cemetary for those who had lived here during the civil war. After awhile she made her way back inside for a late lunch and then explored the house top to bottom.

after supper and cleaning the kitchen she went into the library/study where she had set up her computer, and began looking up various crops planting ect... it didnt take her long to reolize she couldnt afford to do something like that on her own..

but.. what she could do was rent out the fields to farmers for a price they got more crops and she got some money for renting them the land.. it was a win win..
 
Wyn slept comfortably that night and woke early in the morning around 6 am as her ushual custom, she took a shower, and dressed in blue jeans a hot pink tank top, with a white buttoned up shirt over top the buttons left undone and the sleeves rolled back to her elbows..

she pulled her hair back into a ponytail..put on a pair of socks and some tennis shoes. she went down to the kitchen and made a list of the grocerys and supplys she would need for about 2 weeks.. she also went out to explore the shed she had seen not too far from the house to see what kind of tools were avalable and wether or not she would need to buy a lawn mower ect...

Her list complete she headed into town, the more trips to town she made the sooner people would come to know her and maybe she could even make a friend or two.. to her suprise she got her shopping done in record time.. everyone seemed friendly until they found out where she had moved into.. then they couldnt seem to get away fast enough..

she got home and put her grocerys away along with the other items she had bought.. then decided to go explore the grounds..

She found the shed she had looked in before, and a ways further down along the property she found what used to be slave quarters before being turned into a chicken coop.. she also saw miles and miles of fields that had been planted with verious crops over the years.. tho that was something she knew little about..

well no time like the present to learn.. what i cant learn off the internet i'll ask around about..she thought deciding to head back to the house.. there were also 2 very large walled in flower gardens off the back porch that were beautiful and a smaller what used to be from the looks of it a vegetable gardening area that could be used to grow a small assortment of things for the house. At least thats what she planed to use it for..

around the other side down a small path way there was to her suprise a green house... and futher past that the family cemetary for those who had lived here during the civil war. After awhile she made her way back inside for a late lunch and then explored the house top to bottom.

after supper and cleaning the kitchen she went into the library/study where she had set up her computer, and began looking up various crops planting ect... it didnt take her long to reolize she couldnt afford to do something like that on her own..

but.. what she could do was rent out the fields to farmers for a price they got more crops and she got some money for renting them the land.. it was a win win..


Silently as she slept, Richard slowly floated down to move in close, almost acting like he was sleeping beside her. As she awoke, he followed, still keeping his distance, he slowlying learning everything about her..her name, her age..where she came from. "Wynwillow Jackson" the ghostly creature thought to himself "Such a exotic name..never heard such a thing..but it is fitting." While he followed her he watch her as she began to plan on renting off the land. He frowned..this was something he was not looking forward to..with the locals nearby being superstitious as they are..they'd attempt to find him..they'd tell her about him..and it would cause her to run away..something he did not want her to do..
 
Wyn streatched and rubbed the back of her neck where it ached.. it had been a long day and she was a little tired but not too bad.. thinking back over her day reminded her how the people in town had looked at her they had been open and friendly until they found out where she lived and it got her wondering....

She typed in the name of the plantation on her computer and the address and then searching with in results typed in back history.. coming up with names and dates from when the plantation was built all the way up to the civil war.. and the mystery surrounding the place after a young officer was shot in the process of running away with the woman he loved by her father.. and from there it went on to tell more about the family and what had happend after.. and why people thought the plantation was haunted..

well i havent seen anything yet, but that explains why this place went for so low a price.... i guess i'll just have to wait and see what happens.. and hope he wont scar me away.. she said out talking to herself it was a habbit

she had had the habbit sence she was little and it was one that was hard to break.. poor guy ..... i wouldnt blame you for haunting this place if you did.. she said as she shut down her computer.
 
Wyn streatched and rubbed the back of her neck where it ached.. it had been a long day and she was a little tired but not too bad.. thinking back over her day reminded her how the people in town had looked at her they had been open and friendly until they found out where she lived and it got her wondering....

She typed in the name of the plantation on her computer and the address and then searching with in results typed in back history.. coming up with names and dates from when the plantation was built all the way up to the civil war.. and the mystery surrounding the place after a young officer was shot in the process of running away with the woman he loved by her father.. and from there it went on to tell more about the family and what had happend after.. and why people thought the plantation was haunted..

well i havent seen anything yet, but that explains why this place went for so low a price.... i guess i'll just have to wait and see what happens.. and hope he wont scar me away.. she said out talking to herself it was a habbit

she had had the habbit sence she was little and it was one that was hard to break.. poor guy ..... i wouldnt blame you for haunting this place if you did.. she said as she shut down her computer.

SIlently he watched as she began to look up the plantation. He knew it..she was going to learn..she was going to move out..but then he paused hearing her voice. He frowned as he floated closer..he began to close his eyes and really focus..soon he began to grow soild..completly manfesting..but strangely enough he was still invisible..he was able to move about like a soild being. It was taking alot of consecration he normally would be using to keep himself quite so as he moved, it made a sound..he pausing before letting himself grow into a spirt again, fading back to his ghostly form..almost afraid of her reaction.
 
As she got up from the desk to head up for bed Wyn thought she heard something... almost like a foot fall like someone besides herself had taken a step... she paused and waited to see if she heard the sound again.... when she nether saw or heard anything more she continued on her way..

Following her nightly rutine of locking the door, shutting out lights and heading up to the bedroom where she changed into her night gown, and slipped beneath the covers..
 
As she got up from the desk to head up for bed Wyn thought she heard something... almost like a foot fall like someone besides herself had taken a step... she paused and waited to see if she heard the sound again.... when she nether saw or heard anything more she continued on her way..

Following her nightly rutine of locking the door, shutting out lights and heading up to the bedroom where she changed into her night gown, and slipped beneath the covers..

He did not follow her to bed this time..not yet anywho..he began to find a place within the house she could not here easily and began to practice..he began to retake his form and slowly began to walk. He was exploring into what this body could do. He was able to lift a object on a table, to the naked eye it would look like the object was floating. He could feel..a very very basic feeling, dull and barely there but he could feel. He soon floated up to her room, taking his solid form again as he watched her sleep, he slowly creeping to the bed. There was a slight chill in the air as the figure got closer it was far from a normal chill..the conintration of his energy made if far from natural...he pausing to watch her reaction
 
Wyn felt the air in the room grow colder she got goosebumps on her arms and her nipples hardened.. she sat up to pull the heaver blanket up and looked around the room to see if she had left a window open.. not seeing anything wrong she wondered allowed.. Maybe theres a draft someplace... no i was comfortable last night..

She threw back the covers and got out of bed double checking the windows just to be on the safe side.. she laughed a little at herself.. Maybe its the ghost.. she shook her head.. stop scaring yourself Wyn.. its an old plantation there are bound to be drafts.. she said to herself...
 
Wyn felt the air in the room grow colder she got goosebumps on her arms and her nipples hardened.. she sat up to pull the heaver blanket up and looked around the room to see if she had left a window open.. not seeing anything wrong she wondered allowed.. Maybe theres a draft someplace... no i was comfortable last night..

She threw back the covers and got out of bed double checking the windows just to be on the safe side.. she laughed a little at herself.. Maybe its the ghost.. she shook her head.. stop scaring yourself Wyn.. its an old plantation there are bound to be drafts.. she said to herself...

His eyes caught the hard nipples through the nightgown, making him grow a bit more egar. Whens he settled back down, he began to move closer as his body shifted into the bed, at the corner of the bed, the covers began to fold down like someone was sitting there, as he began to softly hum. The sound of a male human voice was heard. Very soft and gentle, very much like a young man not a year over 21...it was the only way he could maybe approach her..without scaring her to death..
 
Wyn got back in bed and got comfortable again pulling the heaver blanket up over the sheet settling back down for the night when she both felt and watched the covers of the bed sink down like someone was sitting on the bed... and then the humming began it was scary as in what's going on type of scary but not scream your head off and run type..

Her eyes had widend and her breathing picked up a bit as she tryed to tell herself it was just her immagination just her immagination.. she had read the stuff on the internet and now her mind was playing tricks on her...

she took a deep breath and tryed to calm down..so she could think about what to do.. maybe this ghost if there was one was trying to show her it was friendly... it could have scared her away doing so many other things but insted it was..... humming to her...

sss so .. your friendly then ? if so....pp.. please dont hurt me... she hated that her voice shook but she couldnt help it how often did one talk to ghosts.. her curiosity was getting the better of her.... ether that or she was losing her mind..
 
Wyn got back in bed and got comfortable again pulling the heaver blanket up over the sheet settling back down for the night when she both felt and watched the covers of the bed sink down like someone was sitting on the bed... and then the humming began it was scary as in what's going on type of scary but not scream your head off and run type..

Her eyes had widend and her breathing picked up a bit as she tryed to tell herself it was just her immagination just her immagination.. she had read the stuff on the internet and now her mind was playing tricks on her...

she took a deep breath and tryed to calm down..so she could think about what to do.. maybe this ghost if there was one was trying to show her it was friendly... it could have scared her away doing so many other things but insted it was..... humming to her...

sss so .. your friendly then ? if so....pp.. please dont hurt me... she hated that her voice shook but she couldnt help it how often did one talk to ghosts.. her curiosity was getting the better of her.... ether that or she was losing her mind..

The humming stopped for a moment before a voice returned. It was hard for the creature to speak without sounding ominous, but he did his best "Dont be..afraid..I..could..never hurt..you..If I wanted..you to leave..I would have..scared you away by now.." the bed shifted a bit as it leaned closer "I don't..want you..to leave. I've been..so lonely.." the voice spoke. It was very gentle and polite, almost like a gentle wispier then a ominous moan. "you are not..going insane..allow me to..demonstrate.." There was a moment of silence but a soft creeking of the floorboards as he walked to the table near the bed. The book that sat there began to be lifted and opened as if someone was reading it "Curious..reading..material you have..Ms. Jackson"
 
Wyn listened to the voice and what it had to say she could feel the bed dip even further as tho he were getting closer to her.. it took alot for her not to scoot up away from him.. at least she thought it was a male from the sound of the voice.

She sat up when the voice asked her to allow it to demonstrate and felt the bed move as tho he had gotten off of it... she could hear his foot falls as he walked around to the side of her bed.. she staired into nothing as she waited..

she then gasped with suprise as her book seemed to float in the air and open by its self.. turning pages slowly as tho someone were looking threw it. she heard the voice again then commenting on her reading material and blushed.. knowing he was looking at a rather descriptive romance novel..

W.. what's your name..?
 
Wyn listened to the voice and what it had to say she could feel the bed dip even further as tho he were getting closer to her.. it took alot for her not to scoot up away from him.. at least she thought it was a male from the sound of the voice.

She sat up when the voice asked her to allow it to demonstrate and felt the bed move as tho he had gotten off of it... she could hear his foot falls as he walked around to the side of her bed.. she staired into nothing as she waited..

she then gasped with suprise as her book seemed to float in the air and open by its self.. turning pages slowly as tho someone were looking threw it. she heard the voice again then commenting on her reading material and blushed.. knowing he was looking at a rather descriptive romance novel..

W.. what's your name..?

"Richard..I saw you look up the history of this place on your strange device.." he responded "I'm the union officer that was killed..attempting to run awa.." he paused as it seemed to bring the book closer to him "..Hmm..strange things they print into books..to discribe a lady in that way.." he began to speak to her again "but yes..I was bound here while I watched my beloved forget about me and remarry moving out of this plantation to leave it rot with me. Enterprising businessman came along many years later and restored it..your the fifth owner..What may I call you miss Jackson?" His had a very polite and reserved tone to his voice, showing he was a product of the generation that was long gone.
 
Wyn was sitting on the edge of the bed now talking to him or rather to a book because that was all she could see as he moved about and a voice.. very polite and old fashioned the type most girls dreamed about.. My name is Wynwillow... but please call me Wyn. The device i used is called a computer..

she waited a few muinets before speaking again.. just out of curiosity.. why dont you want to scare me away like all the others.. ? she asked she wanted to ask what it was like being a ghost too but thought that might be a bit rude..
 
Wyn was sitting on the edge of the bed now talking to him or rather to a book because that was all she could see as he moved about and a voice.. very polite and old fashioned the type most girls dreamed about.. My name is Wynwillow... but please call me Wyn. The device i used is called a computer..

she waited a few muinets before speaking again.. just out of curiosity.. why dont you want to scare me away like all the others.. ? she asked she wanted to ask what it was like being a ghost too but thought that might be a bit rude..


Richards nodded "Com..puter..curious. " he then heard her say her name, he repeated "..Wynwillow. Very beautful miss Wyn. Would it be wrong for me to ask for your hand to kiss?" He said as he then heard her question. "..The others defaced and ruined this old home..one man was planning to tear it down to replace it..as well as..I have not been in presence with such a beautiful woman like yourself. I..I didn't want to see you leave..that's why I sounded nervous when I first addressed you." He spoke as he put the book down to sit again down onto the bed, it shifting softly again as he sat.
 
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Wyn wasnt sure what to say she had never really thought of herself as beautiful....pretty maybe but.. thank you.. and you may.. she said blushing as she waited feeling a bit foolish as she held her hand out for the ghost to take.

watching as he set the book down and then felt the bed shift as he sat next to her she shifted her weight so that she would be looking at him if he were visable. i guess i cant blame you for scaring them off then... and i am glad you dont want me to leave... i really like it here..
 
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