Polite Ghosts and Minor Freak Outs

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John met the girls wide eyes, mustering his most winning smile he softly said "Hello, please don't be afraid." He stayed where he was, not wanting to alarm her.

Lacey scrambled from underneath the coat and blanket her legs tangling in the fabric as she struggled into a defensive position. "Who are you?" She demanded, ashamed at how shaky her voice was.

"I'm John, John O'Connor." He replied wanly, giving her a polite bow.

That disarmed her, she had not expected that at all. For some reason she found it incredibly amusing. She cracked a smile. "My name is Valencia, but everyone calls me Lacey. How did you get in here?" Nervously she tucked her hair behind her ear, You idiot she thought to herself, Ted Bundy was charming. Don't let your guard down.

It was his turn to smile then a secretly amused curve to his lips, "I live here."

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