I Have a Believer!

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Penelope and I were in the kitchen by ourselves. I was sitting at the counter doing my homework that was due on Monday and Penelope was aimlessly walking around the kitchen.

"You should do the dishes." I said, in a tone that said to do them then and there.

"I will." she replied in a tone that indicated she wouldn't.

The voice sounded behind me, and I looked up with wide eyes. "Shh, listen! can you hear it?"

Penelope stilled her hand on a cup that was now over flowing with running water.

"Can you hear it?' I persisted.

her eyes grew wide with recognition. "I hear it!"

"You hear it!?" I asked in relief and utter not believing. I wasn't crazy? I hadn't lost my mind? I was still okay?

Penelope drank her water before saying, "yea, it was like this girls voice, and I heard it saying things like killing and something about an aunt."

"I hear stuff like that too! I thinks it's Lia trying to contact us. Remember my dream? I think she's trying to talk to us."

Penelope's color drained from her face and she gulped. "You think so? Does that mean we have a ghost in our house?"

"I don't know. We need to tell mom, though. I'm not crazy!" I cheered.

We ran to our mother's office, and I cried, "Penelope heard the voice!" My mom looked at us in disbelief and shock.

"Yea, it sounded like a girl and she was saying something about killing."

Our mom's look of shock grew. "Mom, I think it's Lia trying to contact mke. This started happening right after my dream!"

"Maybe." my mom replied, unsure.  I jumped up and down, ecstatic that i was not tthe only one who hear it.

I was not crazy!

I know had two believers.

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