I didn’t have many other friends. However, one person does come to mind. Ivan Braginsky. I’d call him an acquaintance while he would insist we were great friends. He was far more enthusiastic about it than I was.
Nonetheless, we chatted quite often, he worked as a helper in the library…
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“The library seems like a good place to get lost, and possibly spy a ghost… I wonder what these WWII books say… I’m rather curious..”
“…Hm… Yes, I see… Though they didn’t touch on—- “
/ Someone is messing with my bag… /
/ Ziiiip /
There
…right back in the bag like it was never gone in the first place.
Bloody thing is so loud I’m lucky not to have made much s-
/He’s looking right at me…/
…
…it’s not as if he can see me…so long as he didn’t hear me I can get out of here fast. He won’t even feel a chill…
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…I would want to say a lot of things…
That it wasn’t her fault, because I know that she probably blames herself. But that I know she just didn’t understand what was going on inside my head. It’s not as if I expected my parents to understand what depression is like, or what else I was going through. Many people don’t…
And I would tell her that she wasn’t a bad mother, that I loved her…
And that I still do…
((Let’s just pretend today is Mother’s Day because I’m a slow artist. ))
((I’m so happy to hear that. <3 I’m glad you’re okay, anon. :3 <3 //hugs. ))
Thank you, for your kind words…
And as for your question…sometimes I do find myself sitting in around my friends…mostly when they’re alone. Even if they can’t see or hear me…so yes…I’ve done just the same with Alfred.
He’s is doing just fine as of late, better… Just recently I sat with him in the library as he tried to cram all of his notes into his head an hour before an exam…he’s not one to study much since I’m no longer there to nag him into it, I discovered that he doesn’t do well on his own…
…
Today marked two years.
Two long years.
Two long years since the day that I took my own life.
Aha..ha…I don’t know, actually but…
Let us just assume it does and keep it far, far away from me.
Better safe than sorry, yeah?
…What was that…? I thought I saw someone pass by for a moment. Could it have been…? I doubt it… Lets just go in here for now…
Hopefully I can find a way to attract the ghost without attracting other students…
…?
He dropped his charm…I remember this. He carries it around with him everywhere.
…has it always been broken like this….?
Something seems off…
No matter…I can’t in the right mind leave this just lying there. He’d be crushed if it wound up lost. 
If I can do one thing right, it should be this…but I can’t let him know…—just slip it into his bag when he’s caught unaware and take my leave.
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Yes, yes. Of course I know. Hard to miss someone like Alfred suddenly disappearing between his classes. He did try so very hard to hide it from everyone else. He didn’t want to attend the sessions ever.
It was strongly recommended actually, not only did his parents press the idea of it, but teachers and even other classmates had as well. The counselor even made it so they met twice a week…Tuesdays and Thursdays…
Though of course, after some time, it turned to bi-weekly, then once a month, then only when Alfred felt he needed it…
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N-not that I was there for any of them…it was just obvious is all!
