Warning: This is a ghost love story, not a ghost horror story; the only person harmed by the ghost in question was one cheating ex-boyfriend, who totally deserved it. If you're still interested, read on...
The building my ghost and I lived in was almost a hundred years old, with hand-painted vaulted ceilings and porcelain phone connections in the basement. It was exactly the sort of building where you’d expect to find a ghost, especially if one went around touching you, and calling your name, and butting into your love life.
I’d been living in the apartment for two weeks when my ghost decided to make her first appearance. It was late at night, and I was writing at my desk. I felt a hand on my shoulder. It was small and light, the kind of hand that fit into tiny gloves back when women used to do that sort of thing, and I wasn’t surprised when I turned around and no one was there. The touching my shoulder happened a lot. Sometimes the ghost would call my name, and once, she drew a picture of our building on the note pad by my phone.
Lizzie was dead, but she was good people. She never rattled doors or threw dishes, and (almost) all my guests who met her had nothing but nice things to say (she was pretty, she seemed kind, she helped my mother find her keys). In fact, the only scary (read: absolutely awesome) thing Lizzie ever did was beat up my cheating boyfriend.
It was right after we had started dating each other exclusively (or so I thought), and this guy woke up one night to somebody punching him in the gut – hard. He said at first he thought it was me (which in itself should have been telling), but when he opened his eyes, he saw Elizabeth instead. She stood there, watching him, until he ran into the bathroom and turned on the light. He had bruises. He didn't come out of the bathroom till morning, and he never slept soundly in my apartment again. A few months later, we broke up. I vowed to stop dating jerks, and Lizzie and I lived and slept alone until a year later, when I met my future husband. I saw Lizzie standing over him exactly once. She smiled.
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