there once lived a little Ghost. this little Ghost was quite confused as to why everyone was scared of him. he wandered the back streets of charleston with his head hung low and his frayed cloak trailing behind. ℙ occasionally when the moonlight would shine just at the right angle, he became visible to the human eye but only for a brief second. this occasionally visible ghost was quite the scare around town. as you may guess ghosts cannot communicate with humans, verbally. therefore (as you probably guessed(again)) this caused all the commotion. fear of the unknown had people shivering in their chucks and jumping outa their jeans. ℙ the Ghost learned that being *pause, just long enough to be awkward* a ghost and illusively scary was just who he was and he concluded his time was worth being spent trying to have the most fun he possibly could while still being invisible (for the most part). in this realization the Ghost is quite wise. instead of trying to fit in, he decides to stand apart while lacking the fear of standing alone.