Little Girl

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Jason's pov

Me and Sam were designing the twins' nursery. "Can we put stars on the ceiling?" I smile and nod. "That'd be great." She starts up the ladder to put the stars on the ceiling. I was painting the walls when Sam squealed loudly. "What?" I turn around and see a little blonde girl holding the box of stick on stars. "Dad... Who is she?" How can Sam still see ghosts? "I don't know honey." The little girl drops the box and stares at us shocked. "How... You can see me?" She gapes, staring at me. Then she vanishes. "It looks like a ghost followed ya home from school, Sam." I say, resting my hands on my hips. "What do we do?" "We can't do anything til she reappears." I say, going back to painting.

*A few days later*

I drop Sam off at school and gasp in surprise seeing the blonde girl! She was walking behind Sam. "Hey!" I call. She looks at me with a devilish look in her eyes. "Hey little girl! I can help you!" I say, getting out of my truck. She laughs and vanishes. Damn.

Sort it's so short

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