Fresh out of high school, my younger sister took a job at a liquor store. One hungover morning, she called into work and told the boss that she would need the day off, as she was grieving the loss of her sister. Little did she know, one of her co-workers was in my graduating class three years prior. I was out on the coast going to school, so I had no knowledge of the rumors floating around until years later, when I realized that people were treating me more "ghost-ish" than I deserved.
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