Ghosted Meme Novels & Stories

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“You do realize you’re only two years older than me, right?” “True,” he concedes, grinning. “But you kind of proved you weren’t world-ready.” “Don’t do it,” I warn, already knowing where he’s going. “I have to,” he says, the smirk widening. “You hadn’t even seen a fucking phone.” Groaning, I roll my eyes. “I’m sorry, they didn’t have phones in hell! I went in as a child and barely had time to sit down before everything exploded.” I mean it as a joke, but the way Ghost’s expression falters makes me realize I’ve hit a nerve. His smirk fades, replaced by something softer, almost apologetic. “Sorry,” he murmurs. “I didn’t think.”

He was tense earlier because of the stares, but I'm sure he was enjoying their adoration of him. Ghosts don't favor crowded spaces. Their real name is Myles McCormick, aka Ghost. He's only a few years younger than me before he joined the team. He has been given the name Ghost because of his code name. He is good at not being spotted. He's a great master of disguise, and you wouldn't think twice to know who or where he is. He's like a wandering ghost who came to fuck you.

Jenny: What the hell is going on with you guys? Caspian: I was absent for a reason. I’m sorry I didn’t call. Jenny: Not like it’s the first time you ghosted me 🙄 Caspian: Jenny I’m really sorry 😞 Anna: Guys… 😥 Jenny: Here comes the ghosting queen 🙄 Anna: I’m sorry. I was in a tight spot. Jenny: Still not an excuse to disappear for two weeks. I thought we were friends. Caspian: She went offline.

This is the first time my assumed 'stalker' is actually reaching out to me and, sadly, I don't really have a clue as to who it is. My phone buzz again. I shiver, maybe it was another text from this potentially deranged psycho. I turn over the phone and look at the screen. My fingers were shaking as I open the message. Thought I would be there? Hate to disappoint but I'm way too smart for that. Looks like you've seen a ghost. Btw it's your time to go in. What are you waiting for Zoey Martinez? 👻 ;-) - Unknown =================================================================== Thanks for reading!

Then the laughter ripped through the air, taunting my ears. “Ignore them.” I said to myself. Easier said than done, Valeria. I forced my attention to my phone, scrolling mindlessly, pretending none of this mattered. I shouldn’t have looked. Because the second I did, the screen slapped me with something that made my stomach drop. A meme. Not just any meme, me, Zane, and Landon photoshopped into a disgusting threesome, covered in crude stickers and comments. My heart throbbed with pain, my fingers visibly shaking.

___________________________________________________________________________ Ghost from the past Well, most of the time it's used to explain that something or someone from your past reappeared into your life, bringing less than joyful memories. E.g.: I was at the train station and I suddenly saw my boss from when I was 19 years old. It made me remember what a terrible job I had then. What a ghost from the past! Or, I'd rather keep the ghosts from my past locked away. https://forum.wordreference.com/threads/a-ghost-from-the-past.34447/

Georgia smiled and nodded, pulling his ear to her and answering, “He gave me his blessing to date you.” Hayden looked at her quizzically for a moment and they both burst out laughing. Benny rejoined shortly after and they continued to share drinks, conversation, and laughs together as they swayed to the music. The night was going well. DJ Ghost arrived a few minutes after nine. Georgia wasn’t a huge follower of pop culture so hadn’t really heard of him. He turned out to be a pretty eccentric character, dressed in a sparkly outfit and wearing a ghost face mask. According to Lisa he went viral on YouTube and was known for the mask so no one actually knew what he looked like underneath it.

Mark let out a mischievous smirk while the other guy beside just stood, more like he escorted him. “Oh, it feels good to hear your voice again, dude,” Mark said mockingly. “Are you aware, sweetheart,”his gaze flicked to me—“that he ghosts anyone when he’s bored and tired of them? A real user. Many can attest to that.” “Mark, shut up!” Noah hissed, grabbing him by the collar. Gasps rippled through me and equally the class. Riley leaned in close to me. “Girl, this is not good.” My heart pounded against my ribs as Mark’s grin widened, amused rather than threatened.

Snow started falling—hard and fast. I stood there on the curb, freezing, shaking. Three hours in, my phone died. Sonia never came. Before the screen went black, one last thing flashed—Pierre's post. A selfie. Him and Sonia in front of some car, her face turned halfway. Caption: [Under the same snow, our hair turns white. Close enough to growing old together, right?] In the dead glass, my reflection stared back—smiling. Not bitter. Just done. The hundredth promise, traded for a concert and a boy toy.