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Five.

His eyes widened his face Turing pale. He began to cough hitting his chest with his hand to stop him. His hair color popped more when his skin was so pale,along with his light green eyes. He stared at me for a moment, just sitting there. It was kinda awkward. It was as if he was deciding if he could trust me.

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"I know a Luke. Don't know if it's the one your looking for though." He said standing up, nervous I took a step back.

"It's that's boy-I know it you were the tour guide. You were here last night and you were making funny faces at me! And then...and then I had this dream and Luke tried to attack me!" I yelled out of breath,silent for a minute. " and you...and you stopped him. I remember." I said staring at the ground before looking up to see Michael running out the back exit of the building. Looking around I quickly run after him.

"Michael!" I yelled stopping at the edge of the woods by the graveyard.

"Lovely." I whisper to myself before turning around and walking back to the building. And that's when I saw him. Luke, leaning against a tree in the graveyard. Quickly hiding behind the building watching as he stares at the ground . Slowly I take out my camera taking a picture. Thank god he couldn't hear the click of the camera. Shoving the camera back into my purse I rush to the gate of the grave yard. To tell you the truth I was scarred, why would Michael run if what I said was not true? Oh god. Leaning against the old brick wall I begin to panic. No, no, no. How can a dream be true? How can it be real?! Running down the street I call a taxi. Jumping in I throw the driver my extra cash I had in my purse.

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Opening the apartment door I rush in heading to the couch. Throwing my purse off my shoulder I grab my camera. Looking threw the pictures I stop at the one at the graveyard. The boy was wearing all black his head down. This was Luke I know it.

"Ben!" I call walking towards his room to show him the picture. Ben walks out in sweats and a t-shirt.

"What?" He asks walking towards me. Guess he's back from shopping.

"Look at this picture I took."
I said leaning into him so he can see it.

"Oh..cool pic..of a tree?" He laughed. Confused I look at the pic.

"What?-Is that all you see?" I ask staring at the picture.

"Uhh...yeah,and some grass and..yeah that's all." He said backing away and walking towards the kitchen.

He couldn't see the boy, only I could. All of sudden the world began spinning and I walked toward my bedroom shutting the door. Why could only I see this? Groaning I laid back on my bed.

This boy..in black, he seemed, upset but I couldn't tell why? Was he mad, sad..? Let's also not forget to mention Michael, he was there. I know it, everyone else saw him. Not only me, and I'm pretty sure he is lying. He had to be, there's no other explanation.

Turning my camera off I throw it onto ground. If I don't stop stressing over this I'll have heart attack. But, if I stop thinking of it I'll be stressed about why I stopped. Groaning I rolled over on my bed covering my face with a pillow. After a few seconds of peace I threw the pillow off standing. I needed a shower and I was suppose to be at work in an hour.