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 Posted: Sun Apr 25, 2010 7:53 pm
as the last song was played, he smiled as his ex looked at the door way. her head tilted becasue she thought she say zeke. he turned around and walked to the hall. he turned to see other students, but he knew that two of them were dead. instead of interacting with them, he faded away, reapering by the door to the art room. he walked threw the window and glaced at the students finishing their projects. there was a few on the wheel, some on their paintings and sketches, and a 3 were painting on the wall. he walked up to a blank canvas that only had sketches on it. he let out a long sigh. "what i would do to finish this." he turned to the art teacher.
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 4:41 am
"Its okay with me. I need to get back. School is about to start and its not good to be here when a bunch of people come."
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 5:18 am
Brian's left eyebrow went up again.
"Why not? They can't see you, can they?"
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 2:12 pm
"That's what I thought, the living can't see the dead. But apparently not... I wouldn't go into the lunchroom just yet if I were you." Cassidy put in, wondering what type of chaos was going on. Hopefully she wasn't in there long enough for someone to maybe have seen her, and if they did recognize her. It hadn't been long since she had died. "Maybe we're only seen because were're not trying to be hidden..." she added on in a mumble as an after-thought.
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 3:10 pm
"People seem to notice when we are near them. Its strange, but they do."
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 3:13 pm
"Well, I notice you, and it's not strange at all. At least not to me. I enjoy the company of spirits."
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 3:14 pm
"They tend to freak out. Oh and don't go near the art teacher...... I kind of scared her." She looked at the floor and avoided eye contact.
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 3:39 pm
Cassidy untangeled her headphone cords from around her hand and straigtened it out to keep it from curling. "You like being around dead people?" Cassidy asked Brian sheepishly. It wasn't creepy, just odd. She thought that if she decided to appear in front of most people, they'd run screaming. Partly confirmed by the lunchroom incident with Shayden, Cassidy thought it would be even worse if it were someone she knew well that saw her. "I-I'm sorry if I'm sounding rude, i-it's just..." Cassidy trailed off with a sigh.
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 6:28 pm
he turned back to the unpainted canvas. a piture of him and the words under it said 'im memory, one of the greatest artists i have had the honar to meet.' he shook his head. " im not the best, shelly was way better then me." he walked threw the door, seeing the people from before. who are they....they were standing there before i walked in. not caring much, he walked in the opposite direction
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 6:42 pm
"Yes, I do. I have yet to meet a predjudiced sprirt. Nor one that worried about populatrity. Most of them are willing to speak to me, some even calling me friend. And no, you weren't rude at all."
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 6:49 pm
zeke smirked at the comment that he heard. 'he'd be surpried, i rarley talk to anyone now im dead...but i wish i could finish that painting.." he continued to walk down the hall
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Posted: Tue Apr 27, 2010 1:27 pm
"Oh..." Cassidy said simply. It made sense, in a way. Something moved at the corner of Cassidy's vision. Turning her head to look, she saw someone walking out of the art room. 'I don't recognize him...' was the first thing Cassidy thought. A small part of her mind said to go figure out who it was, but she ignored that feeling. 'Better not bug someone whos walking away... This makes at least... Three ghosts I've seen.' Cassidy thought.
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Posted: Tue Apr 27, 2010 3:07 pm
"Well we have some of those ghosts here, but they rarely come out anymore. They mope around about being dead and they worry about what others will think. They hide in the janitors closet." She looked at the Janitors closet and saw 3 ghosts hurriedly come out. "Wow, they're so predictable." She grinned and watched them disappear.
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Posted: Tue Apr 27, 2010 4:10 pm
-*Caprice VanBlake  Caprice stared at the floor as she walked slowly, one foot in front of the other. She glanced up and took a long stride to her locker. She opened it carefully as she put her things in it. Out of the cornor of her eye she some some people. I hope those are people.... She looked back into her locker quickly and shuffled in it.
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Posted: Tue Apr 27, 2010 4:17 pm
Cassidy looked away from the boy that left the art room and back to the other two. She missed seeing the three ghosts come out of the closet, but saw another student (yet another one she didn't know) at a locker. 'More and more people...' she thought to herself. Cassidy glanced at the nearest clock and sighed. It was getting closer for everyone to change classes. Debating either to try and disappear when the bell rang, or just simply run for it, Cassidy wrapped her headphone cord around her arm absent-mindedly.
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