Lissah Ryan. 20. Feminist, Lesbian, Photographer, Humanitarian. Hear me Roar.
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"Did she seem like... mean? Like she could do some crazy shit if she got mad?"
"I practically did. In my head. It’s not like I pissed in my head, wow," He cleared his throat, "After talking with her, I realized I shouldn’t be all that scared. I mean, she’s dead and shit but she was alive once. I guess."
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"True... I keep hearing rumors though. A friend of mine said he met a ghost."
"I don’t really think most of us are used to this sort of thing."
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Yikes, that's never good. What kind of lens is it?
Shit, I scratched my camera lens.
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Okay, good. A man without his technology can be a scary thing.
Yeah, yeah,I’m fine
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"How are you so calm right now? I would've fucking pissed myself."
"She was…pleasant." Jack couldn’t understand how those words just came out of his mouth. Maybe because it was true? "I could see her, I mean, until she decided to reveal herself, she looked human."
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Nice to meet you too. [She waved in return.] I'm sorry your sick. Cold's are the absolute worst, I just got over one.
Oh, no it’s fine, don’t worry about. I’m Nora. (The girl looked at her hand, and then looked back up at her.) Sorry, I’m sick. Don’t want you to catch it. Nice to meet you. (She lifted her hand and waved a little bit.)
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You okay there, man?
Of course I had to run out of batery.
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Lissah couldn't help but smile, and then nodded her head. "I do, indeed. Photography major. What about you, doll?"
“It is when you have no control of it.” A small smile appeared on her lips and she shook her head. “Thank you. How about we stop playing the ‘make Liv blush’ game,” she teased. “Do you go to SCAD?”
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I hope not... Sorry, gosh, I've been so concerned with ghosts, that I didn't introduce myself. [She extends her hand.] I'm Lissah.
Well, she could have died from anything. There’s a million ways to die. Somehow, I doubt that’ll happen. I think that’s a movie thing.
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"Blushing is a disease now?" She smiled, and raised a brow, "I don't look at it like that. I just think it's cute. Rosy cheeks suit you very well."
“Oh trust me, I’m not disputing the deliciousness of ramen.” Immediately, she felt her cheeks flush with color and she looked down. “And you’re really nice, thank you.” She glanced back up. “Sorry, wow. That seriously happens every single time I get a compliment. It’s like a disease. A really embarrassing disease.”
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Yeah, really. Pretty fuckin' creepy, right? I wonder how she died. I wonder if she's pissed. Oh my god, what if she goes exorcism and pukes all over us.
Oh, um, really? That…that’s crazy. This place is definitely creepy. Yeah…yeah, sleeping is out of the question.
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Yeah, maybe... A friend of mine just told me he actually saw a ghost here. Like talked to one. I don't know what's going on, but fuck sleeping tonight man.
Yeah, like that. I mean, some of it is probably exaggerated, but I think some of it is definitely real.
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She nodded, and chuckle. "That too. Though Ramen is delicious, calories aside. And besides, it's not like you have to worry about that, you're gorgeous."
“It also keeps me from eating nothing but ramen and gaining like fifty pounds,” she added with a small chuckle. “Lissah. Got it. It’s nice to meet you too.”
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"Sorry, sorry, I shouldn't freak out so much. Just not used to this kind of thing."
"This is making me feel a lot better about everything. Wow. Thank you so much. Joking. Sorry."
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"This can't be real, oh my god. Was she a ghost? Demon? What? Is she scary? Was she white and translucent?"
"I’m not fucking with you, she haunts this building." He stated matter-of-factly. "She tried to touch me, but her hand went through. Got no idea what he name is, but I’m still fucking shaking."
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"Gotta keep your cool, huh? Tryin' to impress someone?"
"Don’t gotta be sorry, old buildings are creepy as fuck so hey, I feel you. I should be freaking out but freaking out isn’t really my thing."
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