Chapter 8

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Bench, a child is staring at me.

Where am I?

I shrugged and walked away flushing down my embarrassment....again.

The blonde ghost boy appeared right in front of me holding a boxes of cookies, bags of grapes.

How did he get that?

"Just did a little shoplifting, I suggest you hide now." He says.

"I don't want to be a criminal." I give back the stuff he gave me.

He picked me up and I let out a squeal, he ran faster than that killer on the cruise.

I was later out of town.

I asked him where was I.

"Some town in California." He replied.

How long I was out? Are my parents looking for me? Who is this ghost guy?

"You've been out for two weeks. Parents might be looking for you after the weekly cruise. I am Aiden." He spoke.

Oh my God he just read my mind!

"Can you read my mind?" I asked very suprise.

"Sometimes." Aiden replies.

I guess I don't have privacy in my head anymore.

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