She frowned.”You’re not very friendly.” I let out a short laugh.”What?I’m not friendly to a ghost who floats into my house and starts touching me?Well,excuse my rudeness but this is a little disturbing.
I ain’t the only old woman looking. I’m just the only one honest enough to admit it. The others just hire the boy to cut their grass so they can sit at the window and drool.
You’re the only thing I want most in the world yet the one thing I cannot have. Because to have you completely would be impossible. You cannot go where I walk.” -Dank “Death” Walker
