"Hey, Diana, how was school today?" My father asked me when he came inside.

"Good, I'm just headed to my room,"

"Okay I'm going to fix dinner spaghetti"

"Yum"

As soon as I was in my room I shut the door and waited.

"Boo," Shaggy said as he materialized in front of me.

"Will you please tell me about your life now?"

"If you really want to here about it I suppose I'll tell you,"

Twenty years earlier. December 16th 1997.

"SHAGGY YOU'RE GOING TO BE LATE,"

Shaggy was startled and fell out of his bed. Sitting up he rubbed his head and looked around in confusion.

"Breakfast," Maggie announced poking her head in.

"Thanks Sis,"

Five minutes later Shaggy walked into the dining room wearing his usual clothes.

"It's about time Norville," his father commented looking up from his newspaper.

"Like, sorry Dad I overslept,"

"Again," Maggie laughed.

Shaggy rolled his eyes. He wolfed down his food,picked up his bag and went on his way to school with Scooby in tow. Class was boring so Shaggy was happy when it was time to meet his friends at the malt shop. The malt shop although old had stood the test of time and was the gang's favorite place to hang out. It was also where they discussed new cases. The case they took on that particular day involved a vengeful witch haunting a mansion ten miles east of town. The case was solved but it came at a price. The cranky old lady the police hauled off said they'd pay.

Later that night Shaggy was seated in the living room with his family when there was a rapid knock on the door. Confused Stacy opened the door to see the horrible, wrinkled, hollow face of the woman from the case. Shaggy upon noticing jumped back in fear.

"Et videte per transparent, et invisibilia horribile est quod eris. Lusus, phantasma spiritum, nisi qui te amat plurimum liberari. solidum," the woman chanted.

Stacy screamed in horror as Shaggy transformed into a ghost. Cackling the woman disappeared.

Present.

"For one day a year I'm human, able to leave but I don't because I don't want to leave this house. My family moved out a few months later"

That was horrible. I couldn't think of anything worse.

"I'm sorry, Shaggy I shouldn't have asked," I apologized holding back tears.

"It's alright Diana,"

Really?"

"Yes it feels good to talk to someone about it"

"I'm glad you feel better"

"I always feel better talking to you,"

Dinner time Diana," my father announced from the kitchen.

"Bye Diana,"

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