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As I turned around to run out of my room I heard a

boyish voice behind me that said “hello tall
person." I turned around and saw nothing.

I muttered, "hi somebody" in a quivering voice, too

scared to say anything else. The voice then said

"I am not a person; I am a ghost". "I don’t believe in

ghost”, I said.

I began to get scared again but was a little curious

and shocked because the ghost sounded like a

young boy of my age. Although I couldn’t see him

I felt a little sorry for him Then suddenly he said
"I know you pity me. I can read your emotions.

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