"A ghost" I said to my self no way ghost aren't real they can't be "your not a ghost" I said she look puzzled she replied with "yes I am watch this"she walk up to the teacher and her hand went straight through him she smiled and said " now I know a regular person can't do that"she walked back to my desk I had to say something or I'd just go crazy "I'm jack what's your name"? She replied with "Emily" Emily that sounds familiar but we're did it come from?"no way" I said under my breath "your that girl that got murdered in 1967"she smiled and said "yep",but she looked like a regular 15 year old like me but why is she here did she get killed in this school I have so much qustions but so little time schools almost over she said "the reason why I'm here is because a ghost killed me or more like pushed me down the stairs and broke my neck but it's the same thing" I replied "but why we're you able to put your hand straight through my teacher how did the the ghost push you"she said "well it's cinda complicated you see if I wanted to I could push you out of the seat or I could put my hand through you" she started rolling my pincle on my desk "you see"she said then her hand feel through the desk then she looked at me and said "I told you it's complicated"