Can't turn back, now I'm haunted. °Semi advanced male needed!°

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    Anastasia Williamms


    Anastasia was a young girl when it happened. The day that changed her life...or rather, her death. Anastasia had been a ghost ever since she could remember. She had always thought she had died at birth, she had never known anything about the living world. However, she was an extremely good haunter. She had saved the ghost world of Chicago multiple times, and because of that, she was kinda sorta famous. She floated down to her new assignments room, 106 in an old, run down motel on River Road (Des Plains River Road to tourists).


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    Name: "I'm Anastasia."
    Gender: "Wow...that hurts...I'm obviously a girl!"
    Age: "I'm 17."
    Looks: Anastasia has long brown hair and piercing blue eyes. She is thin, and is always wearing the short light blue dress she died in.

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    Anastasia floated confidently down the motel hall to the door or room 106. She smoothed out her dress, she always wanted to look good because she was usually the last thing a person she was haunting saw before they died. She quickly went over in her mind what scare strategies she would use. She floated through the door, watching silently as a handsome young man was eating potato chips and watching a football game.

    Roman watched the football game in his motel room, but wasn't really paying attention to it. He looked out the window every so often to see if anyone would pass by. He felt like he was going to found out. I'm becoming way too paranoid he thought.

    A bottle of fake blood in her hand, she floated through the wall to the closet. She silently oozed the 'blood' out of a crack in the floorboards. She took a deep breath, then screamed. She quickly cut her scream short, as if someone had just been murdered. She grinned devilishly, then turned invisible so he wouldn't see her. At this point, she was supposed to run, but she always stayed to see her victim's reactions.

    When he saw the blood on the ground and then heard the scream he jumped back and screamed back away from the blood stain. Maybe it was a good thing that I'm paranoid he thought feeling his heart beating faster by the minute.

    She grinned at his reaction as her eyes darted across the room. She flew around him as to create a breeze around him, though it was June. She moaned and wailed, and brushed her fingers across his cheek. She pushed plates off of tables so they shattered, and then flew right in front of him, pressing her body against his. The teaser. This was what usually freaked males out the most, something they couldn't see this close to them. She rested her head on his shoulder and ran her hands down his sides.


    ((Ok, so normal people can't see ghosts, but you can and Anastasia doesn't realize it))

    He started backing away when he saw her standing in front of him. Ok this is one of the weirdest things that I've seen today he thought still backing away. "Stay away from me" he muttered as he looked at her. Why is she here anyway? he thought.

    Her eyes widened as she noticed he was looking right at her. "You...you can see me?" She asked. "B-but I'm invisible. I'm a ghost!"


    Sorry I gotta go longer next time

    "Oh gosh oh gosh oh gosh..." She muttered, pacing around. "Can all humans see us?!" She asked nervously. "You....you're not going to report me or anything...are you?" She asked, looking into his eyes. She noticed he was rather handsome, you know, for a human.

    "No not all humans can see ghosts just certain ones like me and I'm not going to report you" he said looking into her eyes. She looks really pretty.... for a ghost he thought

    Her pale skin seemed to glow as she heard this. "Thanks," She said, looking up at him gratefully. "I don't know how I could ever repay you. Anything I could help with? Annoying brother, an ex-girlfriend I could haunt?" She looked into his beautiful eyes. Could she, a ghost, be falling for a human?

    "You don't have to repay me, but I do have a this ex that's keeps trying to get back together with me and it's getting pretty annoying,"he said hearing his phone buzz not that far off. He rolled his eyes after hearing that. "There she goes again" he said.

    She grinned. "Adress please?" she asked. She had an amazing smile, making her already beautiful features even more appealing. She decided to try the daring-flirty approach. "Anyone ever told you that youre cute? Cuz I think you're pretty handsome." She smiled, running her fingers across his cheek,

    He blushed after hearing her say that. "Y-yeah I've heard that before" he said giving her a faint smile. He grabbed his phone and pulled up his girlfriend's contact. "She lives on 4375 Queen Lane" he said looking at the contact and then at her.

    She winked at him. "Ok, I'll be back soon." she ruffled his hair as she headed to Queen Ave. She saw the Jeep in the driveway and grinned. She pulled the same pranks she pulled on the guy, and headed out satisfied when she screamed and called the police. She floated back to his motel room. "Hey," She said. "Oh, and I never caught your name. I'm Anastasia." She smiled brightly at him.