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“Ghost, another letter for you.” She

waves a small envelope in front of her

face.

I ignore her and look away. Maybe

if I pretend she isn’t here, the letter and

the prison guard will disappear.

“Ghost, I’m talking to you!” I hate

her. I hate that stupid nickname these

idiots gave me when I arrived here. They

call me that name when they want to get a

reaction from me. I won't give them that.