confused, i sat up to see who it was and why they were bothering me at 4 in the morning.
but when i looked through the room, i saw nothing.
thinking i was probably just having some strange dream, i went back to sleep. but then felt i small poke on my chest.
and that is why i hate ghosts. they harrass you in the night and make you paranoid.
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this is a true story. >:( why are ghosts so mean?
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