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1. Who are you?
2. Are we friends?
3. When and how did we meet?
4. How have I affected you?
5. What do you think of me?
6. What's the fondest memory you have of me?
7. How long do you think we will be friends?
8. Do you love me?
9. Do you have a crush on me?
10. Would you kiss me?
11. Would you hug me?
12. Physically, what stands out?
13. Emotionally, what stands out?
14. Do you wish I was cooler?
15. On a scale of 1-10, how hot am I?
16. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.
17. Am I loveable?
18. How long have you known me?
19. Describe me in one word.
20. What was your first impression?
21. Do you still think that way about me now?
22. What do you think my weakness is?
23. Do you think I'll get married?
24. What makes me happy?
25. What makes me sad?
26. What reminds you of me?
27. If you could give me anything what would it be?
29. How well do you know me?
29. When's the last time you saw me?
30. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?
31. Do you think I could kill someone?
32. Do you think our friendship is getting stronger/weaker/or staying the same?
33. Do you feel that you could talk to me about anything and I would listen?
34. Are you going to put this on your LiveJournal and see what I say about you?

Soo...

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So somehow when my dad died... he moved with us the first time. Me Josh and Aaron all thought something dwelled in the Decatur house... we all could feel it and someone always seemed to be with you even if you were alone. You would get static shock all the time in the house also, you'd touch the drywall and get a static shock, touch a door knob get a static shock, touch a light switch get a static shock, touch anything that energy could discharge into and get a static shock. Well today I found out that the lady that is renting-to-own it from us says a ghost lives there with her and her husband. That he is tall and has a mustache and his name sounds like Mark... she knows nothing about my dad, hell she's never even met any of us, our realtor put her in the hosue and stuff and HE doesn't even know anything about my dad. Well my dad was tall and skinny, wore a mustache and his name was Mark.... now I almost want the house back... think if I show up over there tomorrow and ask if I can spend my birthday with my dad the lady will freak out, or let me in?