Photo Prompt © Jennifer Pendergast
It was my first pad, and for the first time it was just me on my own.
Rent, of course, but not too expensive. Well, it was pretty tiny.
Partly furnished, all old stuff, but usable.
A single bed, a little rickety. A big cupboard, a dressing table (hideous), and a chest of drawers.
I’d a beanbag and a couple of big cushions, my clothes and bedding, my books and the darling record-player, plus some albums.
On the landing there was a shared kitchen and bathroom.
The first night, I’ll never forget that.
I woke up.
A ghost appeared.
Perfect.
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Thanks to Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneers
Genre: Memoire
Word Count: 100
luna's on line 
I like to think it will be a friendly ghost to help her cope with her first time being alone… maybe? 🙂 Nicely done, Chris!
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Sounds idyllic to me!
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A free ghost 👻! That should have upped the rent. 🤣
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Better a ghost than a ghostwriter, because you don’t need the latter, Chris. 🙂
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spooky Chris! 🥰🥰✌️✌️
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Every lousy dive apartment needs a ghost.
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