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Mr. Ghost walked down the street. It was typical to walk down the street. Too typical. Mr. Ghost decided to float down the street. After all that's what ghosts do, right? Right. While floating down the street, Mr. Ghost looked for a bakery where he could eat something, but his thoughts of eating were interrupted by someone who screamed, " GHOST!"

Cassdiy heard the scream from the bakery that she was on the roof of. She looked down to see another ghost but shrugged. "Another ghost, how strange." Her body was slightly transparent but not enough were someone couldn't see her. She had jet black hair and pale green eyes. She though about flosting down since she use to when she was alive but she shook her head. "What am I thinking? I'm dead." She sighed, she was still getting use to being dead and a ghost.