Chapter two: A true friend

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Miranda's P.O.V

Sure she was quiet and kind of creepy sometimes but she was a great person. Now just after I had given up seeing her at any of my sleepovers I made a home run again!

My friend Genna was spending the night with me and she couldn't see Marci. But late that night after watching a horror movie I saw her standing in the kitchen. I didn't expect to see her there so I jumped and I had to tell Genna what happened. Marci didn't like it When people were afraid of her so she ran away.

Shortly after, we went to bed and Genna saw her at last she curled up next to me and whispered

" I just saw Marci!"

" Don't tell me about it, I'm scared enough Because of that movie!"

(I know what your thinking, she is good why be afraid? well I had never seen a ghost before so......I was pretty scared.)

Marci's P.O.V

" They were afraid........well can't blame them after seeing that movie! I'll try again some other time." I whispered to myself. I returned to my bench for the night.

I still saw miranda in the bathrooms by day and on her boat at night. I used more energy than I should have When I tried to talk to Miranda on one of the nights.

I was lonely so I stayed at the boat and watched her. She was still awake and couldn't sleep she was saying different lines from the book she was writing. (My life with Cole )you should really check it out! ;)  She said

" I love you Cole." but I took the reply and said

" I love you too." Miranda was so happy and so was I even though I was weak with energy loss. I have to start trying to talk through my mind and she has to learn to do the same.

For now we communicated by looks but I soon started talking mentally. but not before I scared her one last time....ha ha ha!

Miranda was at a potluck and I was hiding in the bushes When she walked over I whispered

" Hey!" She asked her friend Shannon if she heard it too and she said no.  she finally replied to me

" Hey."  Then she went to join her friends to tell them that it was me. I lingered around in the party and enjoyed myself I changed the mood a little with a change of clothes, a victorian syle dress that went down to the floor.

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