There's a ghost in my house who isn't invisible like the rest He's always hiding my things and follows me like a pest There's a ghost in my house who won't leave when I yell even though we can see, hear and talk to each othe

  My family has always been unique. I've been taught that as a child. Had it drilled into my brain since birth. My eldest sister fell for a ghost. My own mother was in love with the King of the Underworld himself… like that was gonna work out. And because of that, Im cursed by the devil, permanently bound to his son