It's been 6 years now of trying to communicate with my mom, dreaming up stories and pretending to finger-paint like when I was 7, but now I got what I had been waiting for for what feels like forever. A message. A ghost woman walked right though the locked door, despite the fact it was still locked and closed. "Dave" I looked up from my false finger-painting. "I have come with your return to earth contract" I could hardly believe what she just said. "you mean I can be with my friends again?" I said excitedly. "not quite" she replied, and slammed a paper and pen down. "b-b-but your a ghost!" I stammered. "ghost items are different. Thank ghost we discovered them"
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