Chapter 3

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Then it fell like dandruff from my hair, Belle.
I could tell her. She generally loved ghost stories.
I ran to the phone and dialed Belle's number. She answered after a few seconds and I whispered quickly and excitedly:
"Belle? I think I just saw a ghost!"
Belle then yelled nervously into the phone:
"What happened?! Are you alright?" Then I told her the whole story and the line went silent.
After some time, Belle asked:
"Do you think the girl is an evil spirit?"
I had already thought about it, but a little girl with a gap in her teeth and a teddy in her hand, which she clutched tightly, can't be an evil spirit. Or could she be one?
I was confused and had completely forgotten about Belle.
As I was about to say goodbye, I noticed that Belle had already hung up.
That was weird but I could understand because I just hadn't responded anymore.

It's all my fault.

But Belle won't hold it against me, will she?

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