Paranormal Mativities

I own nothing, nothing is mine, therefore I own nothing! That is all...

Alfred's eyes sky blue eyes scanned the building, looking for something noticeably wrong with house. The green paint was faded and starting to peel, it had an ugly red roof too, but that could be replaced for a more sensible black one. It was a four story house, in a nice, calm, sleepy town, but the real reason Alfred bought it was because it was cheap. Al was just trying to get on with life now that his mother passed on, plus dad hadn't been too keen on life either, and killed himself.

As Al stepped inside only to be greeted by a man with blond hair only a few tints lighter than his own, and maybe shoulder length hair. And that same figure standing in front of himself, was slightly transparent. What the...?

"HOLY SH!T!" Al screamed, how did he? What IS he? "WHO THE F*CK ARE YOU?" the figure's head snapped up so fast he might have got whiplash, he spoke with a soft little voice, that you had to be real careful or you'd never hear him "Y-you can see this part of me, eh?"

Alfred arched an eyebrow "What are you, Canadian?"

"Yes." oh, that, uh, that cleared up some things, like, why are you so quiet? Al watched in horror as the transparent figure bent over with a sigh, falling slightly on the not-so-transparent body as it reconnected (?), soon the not-so-transparent body stood up stretching his back, while massaging the back of his neck, before reaching out his hand and introducing himself "Hi, I'm Matthew Williams, and what you saw there was my soul kind of, er, coming out of my body. I'll be blunt, so don't freak out, I'm a half ghost, and I'll be watching over, and living in this house. Any questions?"