Chapter 3

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“OoOoOoOo WeRe ScArY gHoStS” I then pulled the sheets off of them. One of them was a female with long beautiful blonde hair and a long blue dress with flower design on it, and a male with brown hair and a green flannel with jeans. “Uhm who are you and why are you in the attic?” They looked at each other questioningly then at me with shock. “Wait, you can see us?!?” They said in unison. “Uhm, yeah….why is that so surprising?” “Uhm sweetheart we are dead..” the woman said. “Ah, ghosts..cool!”. They took a step forward. “Well sense you can see us, my name is Barbara Maitland and this is my husband Adam maitland. And you are….?” She trailed off asking my name. “Y/N, that’s my name” I said with a small smile holding out my hand for them to shake. As they shook my hand I heard my dad yell from downstairs asking for dinner. “I have to go before my dad gets angry, wait did you guys see what happened earlier, I heard you talking about it…” “yes we did, and were very sorry”. Then I heard dad yell again. I rushed downstairs and started to rush to cook dinner. After one very silent dinner and me feeding Hope, and putting Hope in her crib in my room, I went to clean the dishes. 

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