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Chapter 9.

"Coraline, I'm going to the market, do you need anything?" Mother asked. She carefully wrapped her light pink pastel scarf over her neck. Making it loose, but not wanting to show to much skin.

"Yes, in fact, I do. May you get Pink Lady's?" I smiled. I'm going to be alone. Maybe Harry will show himself, and talk to me.

"Will do dear." Mother said, making her way out the door, it hit me. I'm alone.

I went up to my room, that's where mostly everything happens. I sat down. My bed creaked.

"Harold.." My voice shaky but, confident. I was ready for this to happen. I wanted this to happen. I closed my eyes. I inhaled. "Harold.. Show yourself. I exhaled deeply. Waiting for a reaction. Nothing happened not a single thing. No noise, no movement. Nothing. I opened my eyes, slowly. This added tension to the situation.

I couldn't believe what I saw. A slender, curly haired, teenage boy sitting at the end of my bed. I felt my heart beat pick up, my palms sweating, my breath shorting, my head aching, my stomach turning. I was getting sick. Harry reached out his ghost white hand to touch my forehead. Instant coldness hit me. He felt like stone, cold stone. I started to feel better. His touch helped me. I noticed while he did this, he never took his green eyes away from mine.

He pulled his hand away slowly. I reached out to grab him, to keep him there. But, my hand went through him. He was just like a cloud. His mouth went down in a frown. Possibly he was sadden like I was that I couldn't touch him. He started to fade.

"Stay." The words slipped out through my lips. All he did was held his hand up and pointed his finger, like "Wait a moment, I'll be back". I went to reach for him, but, I remembered I couldn't.

"Corali-"

"Oh my god!" I screamed. Jackson walked into my room, giving me a strange look. "I'm sorry, I didn't know you here and-"

"It's fine," he laughed " Father and I are going out for a bit, need anything?" Jackson smirked.

"No, I'm good. Thank you for asking." I placed my hand over my chest, trying to catch my breath. Harry left because Jackson was coming. He didn't want Jackson to see him, why?

"Scared ya didn't I?" Jackson chuckled smacking his knee.

"Yes, and it's not very humors. " I crossed my arms. Jackson left my room chuckling the whole way out the door it seemed like, I think he even told father.

I waited for Harry to come back but, he never showed up. I sat in silence for two and a half hours. Just hoping he would show his face again, but he didn't.