chapter 6

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I got home from school time to talk to hope. Mom wasn't home so i could talk freely to the ghost girl.

I put my bag down and ran up the stairs to my room, well our room. "Hope, were are you"?

"I'm here" she said from the room. So i walked in, she was on the window seal.

"are you always here"? He asked sitting on his bed, looking at her.

She turned her head from the window to make eye contact with him, "yeah, why"?

"just wondering ,but  I think I found out a way to get you out of the house" Shawn said standing up and sitting next to hope.

"Really, how"? She asked our faces were inches apart, because the bench wasn't that big.

"I talked to your friend Colin, and he said that you need to confront the thing that made you want to you know, kill yourself" Shawn said sadly, looking down.

Hope picked up his chin with her fingers so they were making total eye contact. "more like things" She said with tears in her eyes.

Shawn furrowed his eyebrows, "you don't have to tell me, but i want to help you" he said while brushing her face with his thumb.

"Maybe later, but I want to tell you" she half smiled, grabbing Shawn's hand off her cheek. And slowly disappeared.

Shawn jumped up and in-haled and ex-haled loudly and paced around the room with his hands on his head. Do i really want to help her, or do i just want her out of my house.

He jumped on to his bed and layed there in thought, even though deep down he knew he cared.

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