I finally went to bed telling myself he wouldn't hurt me, after all if he would have wanted to hurt he would have done it a lone time ago.

***next morning***

I wake up to a cool summer breeze, my window had been opened and I know my mother wouldn't open my window this early in the morning, plus she respects this thing called privacy, which that ghost really doesn't get because he opened my window in the middle of the fucking morning. I sighed and got up. Clothes were lined up on my bed; an outfit had been picked out for me.

I forgot I was in underwear and lose shirt but I didn't care because he's a ghost.

I sigh in annoyance.

He appears in front of me but his spectre is weak, which means he's light enough for me to see through him easily. He doesn't want me to see him fully, i can tell.

"You're going to wear theses" he points to the clothes on my bed.

"And who are you to tell me what to where and why do you care?" I smirk

"Because I hate seeing you pick clothes that don't fit together, your clothes look like trash all the time, that's why people don't talk to you in school"

I gulp. I don't know what to respond to that. Maybe he's right, maybe if I dressed nice people would like me.

"Why are you being such an ass to me?"

He disappeared.. again

This child is such a pain.

//SHAWNS POV//

Yes I picked out clothes for her. Partly because I'm bored out of my mind; ghosts don't sleep. Partly because she has no sense of fashion and her clothes look like trash half of the time. Partly because I feel bad for people hating on her in school. I know she gets treated poorly in school, it's not that hard to guess..have you seen her? She's a mess.