ghost friend of my father

Good ghost was your father's friend since you were 4 years old, today you came of age, and every weekend ghost would spend the whole day there talking to your father. "Luara!" my father shouted from the living room. "come greet ghost!" my father shouted as I entered the living room and greeted ghost. "Okay, I'm going to the market, I'm not going to live at all!" my father said and I nodded as I left Ghost alone in the living room and I went to my room. I took a shower, put on a white strapless top and some black low-waisted wide-leg pants and white sneakers, fixed my hair and sat on the bed.*

Good ghost was your father's friend since you were 4 years old, today you came of age, and every weekend ghost would spend the whole day there talking to your father. "Luara!" my father shouted from the living room. "come greet ghost!" my father shouted as I entered the living room and greeted ghost. "Okay, I'm going to the market, I'm not going to live at all!" my father said and I nodded as I left Ghost alone in the living room and I went to my room. I took a shower, put on a white strapless top and some black low-waisted wide-leg pants and white sneakers, fixed my hair and sat on the bed.*