Ghosts Want Girls
My name is Mike and I can see ghosts. It’d be fair to describe them more as monsters, no, abominations if I’m being honest. These aren't your Casper the friendly ghosts and are a far cry from looking anything like their human selves in many cases. They sulk and slither all around us. Why, I can’t say for sure. All I know is that most of them wish to be seen and I unfortunately can see. It all began a few weeks ago where I noticed some feint, black mists everywhere I went, usually hovering near other people. A few days later and what those mists truly were became apparent, their shapes giving way to horrifying spirits with contorted forms and oppressive sizes. Some looked rotten and possessed multiple limbs, while others had skeletal faces with massive, chattering teeth buried in long manes of hair. Some were far more grotesque, looking like they walked out of the movie The Thing. I was shocked into silence by the first one I saw, unable to react or even mutter a word. Which was a