My name is Ghost

Hi there! My name is Ghost. I can see you but can't. Don't be scared. I won't harm you. I am here to share a story.

I was born yesterday in the cemetery close to your neighborhod. You remember that rite? Of course, you do. You pass it everyday on the way to your office.

It was 12 at night. As I rose from the ground the moon greeted me. I smiled back and tried to flirt with her. But it didn't work. She disappeared behind the clouds. I felt bad for a couple of seconds and then i was fine. I waved out to my cemetery pals and hit the road to check out the neighborhood.

The shutters were down. People were asleep. It was pitch dark save for a couple of street lamps. I got to a fork. I had to decide between two streets. I chose one based on the imaginary flipping of a coin.

I am happy i called right. If i hadn't taken this street, i wouldn't have found you.