Okay, now don't freak out. I know this is going to sound stupid and you're probably going to think I'm crazy but I swear to God I'm telling the truth.
My name is Bella Swan, I'm eighteen years old and I'm being haunted...
Now wait, wait, wait before you run away screaming I'm a mad person I need to tell you something else.
I'm being haunted and this guy, or ghost, is really, really - and I mean really, really - cute.
Okay, now you can run away screaming. While you're at it could you fetch me a psychiatrist? I'm gonna need serious therapy when this is all over.
Just a little description of the story.