Flash Fiction: My Ghoulfriend — Part One of Five

Aaron looked to the pale girl beside him during the commercial break. “I didn’t think zombies would like cereal.”

“I’m a ghoul,” Tabitha said munching Fruity Pebbles.

The boy shrugged slurping rainbow-colored milk. “There’s a difference?”

“I’m alive.”

“Oh.”

 

 

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