"ONCE YOU DISCOVER THE EVIL I DID IN MY PAST LIFE, I HOPE YOU CAN FIND IT IN YOUR HEART TO FORGIVE ME."

    Hello to you. I am a wandering spirit. I thought of blogging to share with you my struggles as a ghost. So I hope you can give me even just a little time to read my blog.

    Oh! By the way, my name is Anthony, and I forgot my surname. I’m the coolest, hot and most handsome ghost around. I can't remember a thing since I kicked the bucket. All I know is that I'm stuck here in this university called GLU(Glorious Legendary University). I guess ghosts can get amnesia too, huh?

    I’ve tried to escape this place more times than I can count, but I never seem to find my way out. I even tried following the students as they walked toward the gate, but every time I get close to the exit, this blinding light flashes, and a gust of wind knocks me back. Seriously, what gives? I’m still scratching my head, trying to figure out why it keeps happening.

    Everyone thinks this blog is supposed to be scary, they got it all wrong. I'm just a lonely ghost dreaming of freedom to find myself and not just my sweetheart. Because I don't have time for that, and also, being a ghost doesn't mean I lack aspirations.

    You know, I've been trying to get help from these students here, but they seem indifferent to my plight. It's heartbreaking how heartless they are.

    I don't want to be dramatic, but they're incredibly snobbish.  Even though I've tried to get their attention, make my presence noticeable, they still don't care. Well, what a frustrating life! Oh wait, I mean, I'm already dead.

    It's kind of funny how people always say, "Rest in Peace" when someone passes away, but what's the point if my soul can't find any peace? What a messed up. 

    Do you think this is the end of my story? Of course not, because we're only just getting to the exciting part.

    Once upon a time, Misaki and I crossed paths. She's one of the students here at the Glorious Legendary University. I remember the first time I saw her like it was yesterday. 

    At that time, I was hanging out in that old classroom, filled with broken chairs, discarded items, and scattered papers. A perfect spot for a ghost like me, right? Don’t tell me I didn’t know. Some grandmas out there used to tell all these horror stories about spirits haunting abandoned buildings, so I figured I'd give it a shot. I'm just embracing the typical horror movie tropes, even if it frightens me, to keep things interesting as a ghost.

    Thunder crashed, lightning split the sky, and I was utterly alone in that creepy old classroom.  I was terrified, more than I'd ever been. I'm probably the only scaredy-cat ghost around. I really hate dark, abandoned places, but I'm a ghost, so I had no choice. Don't judge me, I'm just a spirit trying to survive. And let me tell you, being alone in a haunted place is no joke. Try being in my shoes! If you do, you might just end up in the afterlife before I do.

    I decided to sit down at one of the desks piled up there. I faced the window and felt the cool breeze to calm myself down. However, suddenly the door behind me slowly creaked open.  So I stood up again.

    I swear, I could feel the hairs on the back of my neck rise. The old hinges groaned, and the curtains swayed in the cold breeze. My nerves were on edge. I was convinced the other ghosts were plotting to haunt me. Ghosts scaring a ghost? Now that’s something you don’t see every day.  Who knows what kind of mischief they were up to.

    I slowly turned to see who opened the door, trembling with fear, and out of nowhere, a woman appeared. She was wearing the university's uniform, had long hair, and dark, tired-looking eyes. Maybe she hadn't been sleeping enough or something.

    I don’t mean to be rude 'cause ghosts like us have eyebags too. But you have to understand that we have to stay awake, especially at night, because scaring people is part of our job. And honestly, I think dark circles are one of the requirements for being a ghost since they make us look even creepier, don't you think?  And maybe that's one of the reasons why we appear as if we're under the influence of illegal drugs.

    It's funny how having eyebags actually makes us ghosts more terrifying. The way these people get scared, you'd think they don’t have dark circles themselves. Honestly, yours are probably worse than ours! Admit it, you may not be a ghost, but you stay up all night doom-scrolling on TikTok just the same.

    And this girl I’m looking at right now looks like she hasn’t slept in days. Yikes! I just hope she’s not one of those women staying up late, chatting with C.ai all night.  

    Out of sheer fear and shock, I couldn’t stop myself from screaming, which honestly is a massive insult to my ghostly reputation. Can you believe it? I’m the one who’s dead, and yet I was the first to get scared. How embarrassing. In that moment, I seriously thought to myself, *I don’t want to be a ghost anymore. I quit.*

    But thankfully, she can’t see me. See? I'm dodging the embarrassment like a pro. I’m a pretty shy ghost anyway. But honestly, this woman looks terrifying. She’s got bangs nearly covering her eyes, and her skin was so pale, she looked like she could out-ghost a ghost. Between the two of us, I’d bet I’ve got more blood in me than she does. 

    I let out a sigh and rubbed my chest with a slow, steady motion. I admit, she caught me off guard, but I managed to regain my balance in the end. Still, I couldn’t help but wonder, what was she doing in a supposedly haunted classroom all alone at night? It’s already late, and classes ended a while ago.

    Unless she’s a college student with a schedule that runs until 8:30 PM. But judging by her uniform, she’s actually a senior high school student. It’s unusual for a student like her to be here at this hour. Was she an enthusiast, someone who actually enjoys this eerie atmosphere? Well, I'm not a judgmental ghost, but just looking at her, it kind of makes sense.

    To be honest, some students do visit that haunted classroom, especially when it's time to go home and the evening starts to set in. Usually, it's male and female students. Sometimes, I envy them because they seem to be better at creating spooky experiences than I am. But the most interesting thing is that they're moaning. 

    Anyways let's get back to the story. I swallowed hard as she started walking towards my direction. I had no intention of avoiding her because I'm a ghost, invisible and intangible. But it felt like I died again when she suddenly stopped in front of me.

    "Wait, can she see me?" I asked myself.  I'm starting to doubt it. Her eyes were staring directly at me. That's when I realized how captivating they were. But there's no way she can see me. My nerves started panicking again, but I forced myself to stay calm. In that moment, I just told myself that maybe she was only looking through the window behind me.  

    The wind grew stronger as she slowly raised her right hand, and my eyes followed its movement. I wanted to step back, but my feet refused to move. Until she finally touched my shoulder.

    “How are you?” Those were the only words she uttered. Her voice was icy cold, as if consumed by the wind, which made me even more terrified.

    Oh no, why is she able to see me? How can she physically interact with me? Is this just a dream? No, it can't be a dream. After all, ghosts do not experience slumber as what I've said.

    At that point, I couldn’t even responed to her. And do you know what foolish action I took? Absolutely nothing. I just simply let out a piercing scream, leapt out of the window, and sprinted away as if I were being chased by a ghost.

    For the first time in forever, someone not only saw me but had the audacity to touch me and talk to me like we were close. Could she have a third eye? How peculiar. Ever since that moment, I’ve been keeping an eye on her. Day after day, I watch her in class like some sort of stalker, and eventually, I learned her name is Misaki. I've also taken notice of her lack of companionship, as she consistently chooses to sit alone at the back.

          “Hey, dude, stay focused on the game! We're gonna lose!" Meet Ayan, the master of the ghostly scare. If he happens to pass by, be prepared for a spine-chilling experience. He met his end when a wandering spirit appeared before him, causing him to impulsively jump out of his room's window. Funny enough, that incident reminds me of my first encounter with Misaki.

    Ayan's tragic end was the turning point that led to his transformation into a professional scary ghost, seeking revenge. His restless soul won't find peace until he tracks down the ghost responsible for his death.

    By the way, we're here with my group of ghost friends, hanging out at our school's GLU-net and playing online games. I know there are blocked websites and games here in GLU-net, but luckily we have someone with us who is good with technology. He used to be a student employee in this University when he was still alive and was assigned here at GLU-net.

    His name is Carl. Because of constantly facing the screen, he got infected with a computer virus, which caused his death. The initial symptom was blurred vision. Honestly, I find it hard to believe. I think he might be pulling our leg, not wanting to reveal the real reason for his death. I totally respect his decision if he doesn't want to say. Ghosts also have privacy.

    He was the one who introduced us to this place, so ever since then, we’ve been hanging out and playing here regularly. One time, I overheard some gossip from the university guards working the night shift, along with a few janitors. They said that every evening, they hear faint echoes of laughter coming from GLU-net, even though most of the lights are turned off. But when they go to check, there’s no one inside.

    Well, the truth is, we ghosts were just playing online games at the time. The guards and janitors are starting to get scared too, because even though all the students have gone home, some of the computer monitors still flicker on and off like they have a mind of their own.  

    “Gotta go, dudes." Joseph said. He started walking without even waiting for our response. Joseph is one of my companions and the pervert ghost. He has an interesting preference when it comes to haunting. Believe it or not, he specifically requests to spook females in the restroom. It may seem like harmless fright, but unfortunately, it crosses the line into harassment. So ladies, if you ever experience anything unusual in the restroom, don't be afraid, it's just Joseph.

    Every day and night, we are assigned to various locations to give people a good scare, following a strict schedule. Our haunting duties are spread across MWF(Monday, Wednesday, and Friday), as well as TTH(Tuesday and Thursday). These college students might believe they're the only ones with a structured routine, but little do they know, we ghosts have our own organized schedule too. And let's not forget, the ghost responsible for haunting the girls' locker room during swimming class is obvious. if you really know, you know

    But why do I look different compared to my ghost companions? I'm not pale, and I’m not that expert at scaring people, which often leads to me being reprimanded by the supreme ghost. Among the ghostly realm, I'm considered the odd one, a freak. Oh well. That’s perfectly fine. After all, I'm quite content with my unique appearance since I have no desire to resemble their ugly faces anyway. But seriously, it's not just self-proclaimed, as a ghost, I'm really handsome, hot as fire and I even have abs.

    Whenever we have an open forum about the circumstances of our deaths, I have nothing to say because I simply can't recall how I met my untimely demise. As a result, I became the subject of endless laughter and the unfortunate target of frequent bullying.

    So here's my question, you idiots. Is it possible for a ghost to have amnesia too? It's a mystery that continues to haunt my mind. By the way, I extend my gratitude to all you lovely readers for taking the time to peruse this blog. Don't forget to leave a comment if you don't want me to haunt you. Oh well, I’m not exactly scary to look at. You should be grateful, 'cause I happen to be handsome.

    If you truly seek the truth of what happened to me, keep on tuning it.

But consider this a warning—

I am not who you think I am.

    Remember, life is too short to rush through, so take it slow and savor every moment. 'Til my next blog.

Yours spectrally,

Anthony

"ONCE YOU DISCOVER THE EVIL I DID IN MY PAST LIFE, I HOPE YOU CAN FIND IT IN YOUR HEART TO FORGIVE ME."

 I saw that woman in white again. I really don't get why, since last month, I keep spotting her secretly watching me and trying to get my attention. Is she a ghost with a crush on me?I already told my fellow ghosts about it, but they said she might just be one of the new spirits around here. One time, during an assembly meeting at the quadrangle, I noticed her again. And here's what happened that night.

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It's midnight, and we're here at the Glorious Legendary University (GLU) quadrangle because the Highest Supreme Ghost called an assembly meeting. The agenda's probably about prepping for the Day of the Dead, November 1st—which is coming up soon. Everyone's way too hyped for something that's still months away. Are they really that excited?

Honestly, I don't get it. They keep saying that on that day, ghosts get a power boost. Well, all ghosts except me, apparently. I've never felt this so-called "power" they keep talking about. What exctly is it? Some kind of Naruto-style chakra? That's what I've been wondering all this time. Why don't I get any? It's seriously unfair.

  Plus, I look different from everyone else. Sometimes, folks even steer clear of me. And I can't just float around, zip to different places, or vanish into thin air like Son Goku's powers. So yeah, if I want to scare a student, I actually have to run after them. Total pain for a ghost! So inconvenient. But even with all that, my victims still ignore me. I'm the one who ends up out of breath, not the person I tried to scare. AM I THE ONLY ONE! Am I the only ghost who has this much drama?

 I looked up when the Supreme Ghost started to speak at the stage.

 "Dude! Is it just starting?" Ayan suddenly appeared beside me, looking out of breath. What happened to him? Didn't he use his ability to float? He looked like he was being chased by his own ghost. He looked terrified, but that's impossible. Because this is Ayan? The pro at intimidation, the guy who fears nothing.

"Dude, what's wrong with you?" Carl asked. If you could still remember, he's the ghost buddy of mine who died from a computer virus. 

"N-Nothing," Ayan mumbled, stuttering.

  "Good evening, my beloved ghosts!" Supremo shouted from the stage.

  "Good evening, too," the dead replied, their voices flat and lifeless. But I ignored them. My eyes caught something.

I unintentionally looked up to the second floor of one of the classoom buildings. I'm in the middle of the university quadrangle, so I have a clear view of what's up there.

 I saw a woman with long hair, dressed in white, peeking out from a classroom doorway. She seemed to be watching what was going on down here with us. She was in the building behind the stage. Moonlight illuminated her, but her features weren't clear since we were pretty far apart.

 I shook my head while squeezing my eyes shut. Maybe we ghosts hallucinate too. When I opened my eyes again, she was already gone. The girl had just vanished from where she was the moment I looked back at her. I frowned. Was what I saw earlier real?

 "Tonight, I want to share some very important information!" Supremo shouted. Sorry, we don't have a microphone. But hey, our ghost voices echo anyway. Supremo was spouting a bunch of stuff, but honestly, it just went in one of my ears and right out the other.

 I couldn't focus. How can I concentrate on the present when I haven't yet moved on from the past. Just kidding! The truth is, I was still thinking about whether I really saw that girl peeking through the door of one of the classrooms in that building.

"There's a ghost haunting this place," Ayan suddenly blurted out. What the heck is he even talking about? Did he forget we're the ones haunting GLU? If there's a ghost here, that would be us!

 My heart started pounding like crazy. I mean, who wouldn't be freaked out by that? I didn't even know ghosts could get haunted too. This heart of mine is another weird thing to add to everything going on in my ghost life. It started beating again when I found myself constantly looking for Misaki and watching over her. I even asked my fellow ghost buddies about it, but they said their hearts haven't beat in ages.

 .  "I saw her," Ayan said, stared blankly into space, muttering incoherently. He was seriously creeping me out. But I tried to play it cool, maybe he was just messing with us.

 "Who the heck are you talking about, dude?" Carl asked.

 "Hey, guys, wanna help me scare the girls in the dressing room tomorrow?" Joseph suddenly cut in, totally changing the subject. This guy's got nothing better to do than be a peeping creep. Seriously unprofessional as a ghost.

Carl's face suddenly lit up, clearly down for whatever Joseph was suggesting.

"I've got a crush," Joseph said, grinning from ear to ear. 

"Actually… I think it's love," he added. I wanted to facepalm so bad after hearing that. Maybe I could relate to all this love talk if the dude weren't such a perv. Now I can't help but wonder what he does when his urges kick in. Like… does he, you know, handle it himself? Is there still something coming out from the ghost? Mmmh...

 Honestly, it's pretty sad. We should've let go of this kind of stuff by now. I mean, we're ghosts, love's not really in the cards for us anymore. Sorry if I sound like a bitter ghost, I'm just being real. No matter how many times we fall, it's a dead-end. Literally.

   "What if I just possessed her?" Joseph added with a creepy grin.

   "What?!" I blurted out, totally freaked by what he said. I was the one who got chills this time. So that's what ghosts are like when they get obsessed with the living. As far as I know, we don't even have the ability to possess a living person… unless we make some kind of deal with a demon.

Until I suddenly noticed the whole quad going quiet in the middle of the meeting. That's when I realized I'd been way too loud. Wow! Thanks a lot, Joseph. This is all your fault. I overreacted. Now, I have everyone's attention.And to play off the awkwardness, I just raised my fist and shouted, 

"Long life to us all!"—like I was some kind of warrior chanting a battle cry. Everyone just stared at me with these sharp, unblinking eyes. And sure, glaring eyes might be normal facial expression for ghosts, but damn, it was still terrifying.

Fortunately, I don't actually look like that. Like I've always said, I'm different from them. I'm the hottest one by human standards. Not to brag, but let's be real, I'm basically Jungkook-level handsome. Yikes! The only reason I get bullied around here is because with ghosts, the scarier your face, the more of a 'heartthrob' you are. Gross!

  Out of nowhere, Joseph grabbed me by the ear, and then Carl joined in on the other side. Next thing I knew, they were dragging me across the quad by my damn ears. They only let go once we finally reached the lounge.

"What did I even do wrong?" I complained, rubbing my ear that was now red from all the yanking those jerks did. It hurt like hell. How could they do this to me, when they all knew I was the only one who could actually feel physical pain among the ghosts! I'm strangely similar to the living.

Sometimes I can't help but think that, me being a ghost is just one big joke. Like I'm just here for decoration, especially on November 1st and 2nd.

 Honestly, my biggest insecurity is my inability to scare people as my fellow ghost does. I'm the one who got scared anyway. Yeah, I know. As a ghost, it's embarrassing.

  "And you seriously had to ask? That's basically an insult to them. You know they were already dead!" Carl said. So I just ended up scratching my head in confusion.

 "Hey guys, just make sure you back me up when we scare the girls in their dressing room tomorrow, alright?" This Joseph dude, always up to no good. Does he ever think about anything else? Is he seriously not done with this yet? And is he really sure scaring them is all we're gonna do there? Feels like he's got some messed-up plan in mind and just wants to drag us into it so no one rats him out to the supreme.

While they were still talking about their plan to peep.... uh, I mean, to scare the girls in the dressing room, I just stopped talking and stayed quiet, sitting off to the side with them.

  But I suddenly straightened up from slouching when an icy, swift breeze rushed past my back, making me turn around. 

"Guys, did you feel that?" I said nervously, grabbing onto Ayan, who was sitting beside me. They fell silent for a few seconds.

   "Feel what?" Carl asked, while Joseph frowned and Ayan stared at me, dead serious.

 "I felt something cold!" I complained again, nervously scanning the area. It was weird because the three of them just exchanged looks.

  "Just ignore it. Probably just some attention-seeking ghosts," Carl brushed it off like it was nothing. I decided to drop it, probably just another one of those ghosts messing with me again. 

"So what's the plan again?" Joseph asked, and they just went back to their conversation while I kept quiet.

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 And that's exactly what happened that night. Thanks again for reading my confession. Don't worry, I'll just visit you every night and let you feel my deepest gratitude. I swear. I'm not scary. You might even fall in love once you see me.

 'til my next blog!

No one is gonna love me,

-Anthony

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In the middle of the night, we found ourselves at our favorite hangout, the GLU-net on the fourth floor of one of the university buildings. While my ghost buddies are busy playing Genshin Impact, I’m here writing this confession to share with you my experience from today.

    I turned down their invite to play because I wanted to prioritize writing my blog first. You might get mad at me for being slow with updates, but it seems like you’re just as excited to uncover my real side. Anyway, I’m about to start sharing what just happened a little while ago.

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    Today’s the day Joseph’s got his little voyeur plan locked in, opps, I mean his whole ‘scaring girls’ routine. Like, his day isn’t even complete unless he pulls that crap. And then he’s got the nerve to try and drag us into his sick games. What a piece of shit

     Just as we were about to enter the girls’ locker room, I felt like I was the one actually scared by our fake haunting task. The place was creepy and the atmosphere felt off. I knew Joseph already planned the schedule and the spot assigned to us. Maybe he flirted with the highest supreme ghost's secretary again to set our schedule.

    Once we got inside, I just hid behind Ayan, knowing he’s the bravest among us, so I’d rely on him to defend me if anything scary suddenly showed up.

    We were puzzled at that time why there was hardly anyone inside the room. Who exactly are we supposed to scare, ourselves? I started thinking that maybe the secretary of the supreme ghost was just messing with us. Maybe she found out Joseph’s real plan and did this on purpose.

    "Dude, why is there no one here?" Carl asked Joseph softly.

    "I don’t know either, dude," he replied. Then suddenly, we heard a loud bang coming from inside one of the lockers. Because of that, we all stepped back like scared ghosts, practically trembling with fear.

    "I told you guys, we shouldn’t have come here." I told them, while trembling, but I don’t think they could speak either when that locker slowly creaked open.

    And like the main characters in horror movies, even though they know it's scary, they'll still check what's inside and why it's moving, right? That’s always how the leads in horror films are, shaking with fear but still super curious. Their impulsive thoughts always win.

    Our heads moved together to peek inside the locker since it was dark and hard to see. I held onto Ayan’s arm tighter, and I swear I could hear my heartbeat echoing all around. Then, we both screamed when something suddenly jumped out of the locker, it's a black cat. Man, I didn’t realize my friends were just as scared as I am.

    And then there’s the black cat effect. In horror movies, those cats are always the main stars. They are the ones who are always represented in horror movies. I wish they’d get appearance fees too. Poor black cats, just living a peaceful life on the streets, they’re just not mistaken for ghosts, they also get blamed for being bad luck. Didn't the viewers ever think that sometimes, people are actually the bad luck in cats' lives? But anyways, what’s that cat even doing here? How did it get inside?

    “I told you, it’s nothing,” Carl said boldly. Honestly, I didn’t hear him say that. After that we decided to split up for a bit, maybe there were still some girls left here to scare.

    But then the lights suddenly started flickering. This is the biggest cliché of all, and sometimes it really annoys me in those horror movies. When the lights go on and off like that, we ghosts always get blamed first. Why? Couldn’t it just be a faulty bulb? Instead of wasting time on scares, why don’t you just have an electrician check it out?

    Because of the teasing, broken light, the four of us quickly gathered. I'm really wondering now why my ghost companions are scared. This is the first time I've seen them like this. Are they guilty because they know in their hearts that scaring girls isn't really our goal for being here right now?

    I frowned when I saw an old brown notebook at the bottom of the locker that suddenly opened earlier. It looked like it came from inside and accidentally fell out when the black cat came out. So, it's old again? When it comes to horror, they really like old things. If it's not an old house, it's an old cabinet, a dresser, and now an old notebook. Doesn't it look scary if it's Gen Z style?

    I immediately picked it up, and as I was about to open it, I felt a cold breeze pass by. And who else is blamed when a cold breeze passes by, is that even a question? Of course, we ghosts are the main suspects again.

    "Guys, did you feel that?" Joseph asked, and I could clearly hear the fear in his voice. That means he also felt that cold breeze.

    "Yeah, it's cold." Carl chimed in. Are you guys really sure and believe that when a cold breeze passes by, it's automatically us ghosts? Have mercy! Stop slandering us. We can't carry an air conditioner, for the record.

    "Relax. It's just the wind." Ayan explained. Good thing he wasn't even scared. It's impossible for us to be haunted since we're already ghosts, right?

    I was surprised when I looked back at the old notebook and it was no longer in my hand. And this is another instance of the sudden appearance and disappearance of something that you say ghosts are responsible for. What do you think we are, robbers! Can't it be because of your stupidity that you just misplaced it? Sorry for ranting, but I really can't help but get pissed off.

   I was about to ask if they noticed the old notebook I’d been holding when we suddenly heard soft footsteps outside, slowly coming closer to the locker room.

    We slowly turned to look behind us, towards the door. Silence fell over us as we waited to see who would appear in the doorway. I was nervous, and I think my fellow ghosts were too. It's really weird. I'm not used to seeing them scared.

    I didn't know whether to jump for joy or be scared when I saw Misaki stop walking when she saw us. She was staring at us seriously while we were frozen in place. What could she be doing here? At this moment, I confirmed that her third eye was indeed open and she could see the four of us here now.

    "Misaki." I stuttered, feeling a bit shy as I said her name. It's embarrassing to admit, but I'm the only one blushing among us ghosts. I really have a crush on Misaki, and my heart beats whenever I see her.

    "Oh, I need to go now." Joseph said. I was about to ask why he was suddenly leaving, but he suddenly disappeared.

    "Me too. I'll leave you guys for now." After that, Carl suddenly disappeared as well. I looked at Ayan because we were the only two left out of the four of us. He sighed. Don't tell me he's leaving too?

    "If you ever find out the truth, I hope you can still forgive me." Ayan said to me seriously. I was confused by what he said, and I don't think I understood it. I followed him with my gaze because I knew he was going to teleport away from here just like the other. I'm really envious of that one of the ghost skills, the teleportation like Son Goku's, but until now I still can't do it.

    Before long, Ayan completely disappeared as well. I became nervous because only Misaki and I were left there. I lowered my head in shame. It's so awkward and makes me self-conscious since I'm the shy type of ghost. When I looked back up at the doorway where Misaki was standing, I was very disappointed to see that she was gone too.

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    That's what happened earlier. Everyone left me all alone. To be honest, I was hurt, guys. Imagine being left behind like that. Now I know how painful it is to be ghosted. They're really shameless! We ghosts get hurt too, because we also have hearts. It just doesn't beat, but at least it's still a heart. Well, come to think of it, it's also true that my heart does beat because of Misaki.

    I'm going to thank you again for reading my blog. I'm happy that somehow there's someone willing to listen to my thoughts even though I'm just a humble ghost. I hope that one day, you'll develop a third eye so you can see my handsomeness. Not to brag, but I'm just telling the truth. So don't be envious, okay? If you're envious, you may close your eyes already.

Once again, it's your hottest and cutest ghost who is still willing to love even when hurt,

-Anthony