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I let David inside, shutting the door behind him. I smile at his hazy form as he removes his coat and shoes, before leading him to the kitchen. "How are you, Reagan?"

"I'm doing WONDERFUL." I drawl out, smiling at the confused hum escaping his lips. "It's back." "Welp, shit. I told you, you need a blessing on this damn haunted house." I giggle, ignoring the suggestion. A blessing wouldn't help.

Gentle souls are the, hands down, sweetest, kindest souls that are no longer innocent. Even though they aren't pure anymore due to having witnessed the evil of the world, they don't change much from their original, childlike innocence, since all souls start out purely innocent.

They are the ones who go to become surprising heroes, even if they don't get anything for it. They're generally lighthearted people, who don't take much too seriously, and often try to stray from violence. If they do however go towards it, it is often with the goal that they learn how to defend themselves and others.

I study the 6ft 2 man in front of me, as his soul bounces around his form at an easy, steady pace. He carefully traces the table, studying it intently as if there's some mystery within it. I see his head jolt up, but don't bother looking away even though he caught me staring.

"Is the other one here too? It's really cold in here." I resist the urge to look behind him at the looming figure that lead me home, or at the other souls gently swarming him. The lanky figure never liked David, too afraid that he'll hurt me, even though I know otherwise. "Yea, I guess. I feel the chill too."

I resist the urge to scoff. I've never told him about my ability, just saying that I'm a bit more susceptible to ghosts. Yet, I think he knows more than he should sometimes. He often questions me on if I can see them or not because he'll catch me staring at the unseen. I blame it on zoning out.

Gentle souls are one of the few souls that let off an aura, even when owned. They're calming, cool, and friendly, and other souls are often attracted to this. They're often despised by tortured souls however, because they are jealous that a soul that isn't a child can be so relaxed and carefree.

Gentle souls, are by no means weak, however. They strongly despise those who harm others for fun, and can be very violent to such beings. They will not hesitate to hurt someone to protect others, and they are the last ones you want angry.

I hear the timer ding, and watch as he immediately moves to get the pizza out. I giggle, and take a seat, watching him, knowing if I try to do it, he'll tell me to let him do his thing.

He carefully cuts the pizza, and gives me my plate along with a small bowl of salad and a glass of soda. We talk thoroughly about what we've been doing lately, and he invites me to go to the zoo with him tomorrow. I happily agree, and I can feel his soul give off a wave of joy.

While everyone can feel something in their soul, it happens easiest for those who feel everything very deeply, which tend to be gentle souls, but not always. They give off beams of emotion every so often, which radiates around the room they're in, affecting other souls as well.

All souls can feel emotions. But, if a free soul has passed on, they cannot hold rage within them, or joy for things such as pain. But, they can understand what it is when another soul does.

David stays over after we eat, and we have a movie marathon.. Halfway through our 5th one, I hear a gentle snore coming from beside me. I smile a little, and get a blanket, covering him up and turning off the TV, before going to bed.

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I let David inside, shutting the door behind him. I smile at his hazy form as he removes his coat and shoes, before leading him to the kitchen. "How are you, Reagan?"

"I'm doing WONDERFUL." I drawl out, smiling at the confused hum escaping his lips. "It's back." "Welp, shit. I told you, you need a blessing on this damn haunted house." I giggle, ignoring the suggestion. A blessing wouldn't help.

Gentle souls are the, hands down, sweetest, kindest souls that are no longer innocent. Even though they aren't pure anymore due to having witnessed the evil of the world, they don't change much from their original, childlike innocence, since all souls start out purely innocent.

They are the ones who go to become surprising heroes, even if they don't get anything for it. They're generally lighthearted people, who don't take much too seriously, and often try to stray from violence. If they do however go towards it, it is often with the goal that they learn how to defend themselves and others.

I study the 6ft 2 man in front of me, as his soul bounces around his form at an easy, steady pace. He carefully traces the table, studying it intently as if there's some mystery within it. I see his head jolt up, but don't bother looking away even though he caught me staring.

"Is the other one here too? It's really cold in here." I resist the urge to look behind him at the looming figure that lead me home, or at the other souls gently swarming him. The lanky figure never liked David, too afraid that he'll hurt me, even though I know otherwise. "Yea, I guess. I feel the chill too."

I resist the urge to scoff. I've never told him about my ability, just saying that I'm a bit more susceptible to ghosts. Yet, I think he knows more than he should sometimes. He often questions me on if I can see them or not because he'll catch me staring at the unseen. I blame it on zoning out.

Gentle souls are one of the few souls that let off an aura, even when owned. They're calming, cool, and friendly, and other souls are often attracted to this. They're often despised by tortured souls however, because they are jealous that a soul that isn't a child can be so relaxed and carefree.

Gentle souls, are by no means weak, however. They strongly despise those who harm others for fun, and can be very violent to such beings. They will not hesitate to hurt someone to protect others, and they are the last ones you want angry.

I hear the timer ding, and watch as he immediately moves to get the pizza out. I giggle, and take a seat, watching him, knowing if I try to do it, he'll tell me to let him do his thing.

He carefully cuts the pizza, and gives me my plate along with a small bowl of salad and a glass of soda. We talk thoroughly about what we've been doing lately, and he invites me to go to the zoo with him tomorrow. I happily agree, and I can feel his soul give off a wave of joy.

While everyone can feel something in their soul, it happens easiest for those who feel everything very deeply, which tend to be gentle souls, but not always. They give off beams of emotion every so often, which radiates around the room they're in, affecting other souls as well.

All souls can feel emotions. But, if a free soul has passed on, they cannot hold rage within them, or joy for things such as pain. But, they can understand what it is when another soul does.

David stays over after we eat, and we have a movie marathon.. Halfway through our 5th one, I hear a gentle snore coming from beside me. I smile a little, and get a blanket, covering him up and turning off the TV, before going to bed.