The Door Inside the Closet

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Chapter 13 (v.1)

Submitted: February 15, 2009

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When they arrived back to Ione’s house, they all crashed for the day. As tired as Julie was, she couldn’t sleep at all. She hated that. She hated that she couldn’t rest like Jadyn and Ione. Metallica and Anonymous still had taken Julie’s earlier quote ‘You guys shouldn’t be here’ unquote saying badly. So, they left.
What a couple of idiots.
Julie thrashed around on the futon. “Will you shut up?!” Ione whispered furiously. Julie stopped. “I can’t sleep!” she fussed. Jadyn snored. “Well stop making noises—I stayed up all night wondering if you were okay at the hospital. You got to sleep whenever you liked.”
Jadyn twitched.
Julie stared blankly at the ceiling. For awhile she just stared; gazing up at the endless white void. She wondered why Metallica and Anonymous left. After all, they had bonded and forgotten about the sudden hatred after the short decadence when Julie told them to leave. They’d cared about her, they came back to help her when she almost died.
I’m not a boy Julie thought, I don’t know what they were thinking, I guess…
Julie hated making conjectures about life. She could be a really debonair kind of person at times, others she hated things in life. Finally Julie stopped thinking and her eyes shut. She wanted to sleep, even though she slept quite a lot in the hospital. But she wanted to sleep without that smell of the hospital or the guy coughing in the bed to her right. She wanted peaceful rest time….
Julie awoke. She wondered what the entire ruckus was downstairs. She stumbled down the stairs and found herself staring right at Ione, Jadyn, Anonymous, and even Metallica. They came back! “Hi guys!” she exclaimed. They all smiled at her. “What’s up?” Anonymous said. “Hey Jules,” Metallica kid greeted, and then smiled, a different smile Julie had never witnessed. It was actually a nice smile…
“Jules what did you dream last night?” Ione asked.
Julie stopped. She didn’t even know if she dreamed at all. “I don’t remember.” She said. Anonymous Person cocked an eyebrow. “Well,” he said, “How’s bout that Guitar Lesson?”
Julie shivered. “I guess,” she replied. Anonymous Person didn’t take it as a no, or anything but a yes, and grabbed two electric guitars. He handed Julie a Fender Stratocaster and used his own Ebony Les Paul. Julie’s Stratocaster was colored black with a white pick guard and the whammy bar was connected. He sat down next to her on the couch. “Let’s start with the scale,” Anonymous said.
”I already know it,” Julie replied. She had learned already quite a lot of guitar from her father. She played the scale quickly and thoroughly. “That was great. How many scales do you know?” Anonymous Person asked.
“About five,” she replied.
“In that case, let’s learn some chords. Which chords do you already know?”
“I know G, C, D, F, A, E, A Minor, and that’s about it.”
“Let’s learn E Minor. It’s really easy.”
When Julie had finished the small lesson for that day, she felt better. Putting off the eagerness of a grown man had gotten to her and she could clear something off her mind. Even if she did not think she would enjoy learning a new instrument (It was very hard due to her currently playing a wind instrument), she loved it. Anonymous had taught her in a great way. It was so complex, yet somehow he made it quite simple. She got up to go into the kitchen. She had spaced off again on her thoughts and everyone was eating lunch. Julie sat down beside Metallica kid and Ione. “Hi!” Metallica greeted earnestly.
Julie felt awkward.
He never acted this way before. Usually it was ‘Um, hi.’ Or he wouldn’t bother to say anything due to his obnoxious rudeness.
“Hello,” Julie replied. Julie grabbed her grilled cheese sandwich in front of her on a transparent plate and started eating. She ate it hungrily, like she hadn’t eaten in ages. When she lifted her head she could see everyone staring at her. They immediately looked down and started eating again. She finished it off and chugged down her water.
“I’m done,” she said, and then began to get up. “Wait! Julie there’s dessert.”
“Dessert,” Julie echoed, “No I’m not hungry.”
“Are you sure? I made brownies.” Ione coaxed.
“No thanks, maybe later.”
She found her way out of the coaxing kitchen and plopped down on the leather couch. She seemingly squished into it. She closed her eyes for a couple moments and then gazed at the T.V. screen, which was showing that same Metallica Documentary they had recorded about a week ago. Julie wished her parents were back. In other words, she wanted to go home. Yet, she didn’t. She didn’t want to go back even if there were no more hostile spirits living there. One more dwelled, but she didn’t understand why that one did not get exorcised. Maybe that husband ghost really was friendly (Or wouldn’t bother them) after all.
All of a sudden a knock rapped on Ione’s door. Julie got up lazily and peered through the peep-hole. She could spot two unlikely figures. Two figures she thought she’d never see in her life again, two figures that smiled and held hands, two figures that waited for the door to open slowly to see…
It was her parents!
She quickly opened the door. “JADYN COME HERE!” she screamed. Jadyn raced into the room and slammed into her dad. “Daddy!” she exclaimed. Their father hugged Jadyn and Julie couldn’t help but slamming herself into her mother and hugging her. This time she didn’t care what anyone thought, even Metallica kid, she just kept hugging. She missed her mom so much. “I missed you! You—you should’ve seen…”
Her mom gasped. Julie wondered why. “What?” she asked.
Julie’s mom ran her fingers down Julie’s neck along the scar from the butcher knife. The scab stayed and was rough and colored a deep scarlet. “So? You’ve already seen it, right?”
Her mother nodded. “Yes, but it left such a scar…oh honey, I’m so sorry.”
“Don’t be,” Julie muttered wryly.
Her mother’s eyes widened, as if she was going to scold Julie. Instead she only calmed down. “All right,” she said, “Would you like to go home now?” Julie stiffened. Home she thought, what is home to me anymore? She glanced back to spot Anonymous, Metallica, and Ione. “Bye Jules,” Metallica murmured.
“Ione, and…well how would you two kids like to stay with us?” Julie’s mom asked. Julie stiffened. More time! More time with her friends!
Nameless kid’s eyes lit up, and Ione smiled. They both agreed. Anonymous Person came up to Julie and picked her up. “I’ll miss you, kid.”
Julie felt like crying. “I’ll miss you too, Anonymous Person.” At that moment, Julie squeaked. She called him Anonymous! “Anonymous Person…? Er…anyways, Jules I’ll swing by your house a lot. You’re a good kid. You’re all good kids!”
Before they all left to Julie’s house, Anonymous Person stopped her. “Yeah, you’re all good kids,” he explained, “But you’ve got somethin’ none of them got.”
Julie cocked her head. “What?”
“Bravery,” he replied, “You’re the bravest kid I’ve ever met.”
Julie wasn’t the dramatic type, but she almost cried. “Thanks, Joe. You’re cool too.”
He smiled, and then patted her back. “Okay kid you’d better get going. I’ll see you soon, right?”
Julie nodded. “You ain’t going anywhere, right?”
Anonymous Person shut his eyes tight. “I’m off to Iraq for a couple months. I probably won’t see you for awhile.”
Julie frowned. “Why are you leaving?”
”I never told you I was in the Air Force,” he explained, “I’m going for the war, you know?”
Julie nodded. “JULIE! Come on!” her mother called. Julie didn’t want to. “Bye, Joe.” She said, “I’ll see you…later…”
He smiled. Julie began walking away, and for the last time she could see the twinkle in his great green eyes.
When they reached Julie’s house, Julie was silent the whole car ride home. “What did Joe tell you?” Ione asked. Julie stared at Ione. “Nothing important,” she mumbled, “Nothing important at all.” Metallica kid laid his head back. “That dude was anything but a pushover, but he was annoying.”
”Look who’s talking.” Ione remarked dryly. Nameless only narrowed his eyes. Julie did not want to repeat the words said by Anonymous Person, but she would never forget them. They were the strongest, deepest words she’d heard in her life that wasn’t on a movie. They all got out of the car and entered Julie’s house. They sat down on the couch. “Who’s up for pizza?” Julie’s mom asked.
“Me,” Julie replied unenthusiastically
“Me!!!” Nameless exclaimed.
“Okay…” Ione replied uneasily. She didn’t like pizza. Julie watched her mom waltz on in the kitchen to order the pepperoni pizza. Memories flooded back in Julie’s mind of when they first arrived. When she found the button in that secret passage and when Jadyn asked what kind of pizza they should order and Julie said pepperoni would be easiest and then she heard the ghost in Jadyn’s room and then she went to Cutter and got in advanced band, came back and…
Julie shivered.
“Are you okay?” Metallica kid asked.
Julie nodded quickly. “I’m fine, I’m fine.”
“Is it the house?” he asked sternly.
Julie sighed. “Yeah, it is. Just memories of…”
”I get it you don’t have to say anything else.”
Julie nodded and then sighed again. “Okay the pizza is ordered. Meanwhile we can watch a movie!” Julie’s mom exclaimed. She’s happy. Julie thought. Her father was sitting on a chair and Julie sat by her friends. Jadyn sat on her father’s lap. Julie sat in the middle of her friends. Her father kept naming off movies they could watch. “Fine, how about Star Wars?”
There were mixed no’s.
“Fine…The Outsiders?”
There were “No!” and “I just watched that!” and “Hey, we’re reading that book in school!”
“Let’s watch Iron Man.”
There were mixed no’s and yes’s. “I take that as a yes. Raise your hands, will you? Raise your hand if you want to watch Iron Man!”
Metallica kid raised his hand, so did Ione, Julie, but not Jadyn. “No,” Jadyn insisted, “I want to watch Care Bears!”
“Uh…Care Bears?” Nameless scoffed.
“It’s a show about bears that care. What else would it be?” Ione muttered. Julie ran into the kitchen and got out a bottle of sparkling cider. “Who wants some?” she asked as she poured a glass of her own. “What is it?” a voice asked.
“Sparkling cider,” she replied.
Everyone said yes but her father who asked for a coke. She threw a can of coke at him when she entered with her glass. They sat down to watch Iron Man. The doorbell rang. “I’ll get it,” Julie said, the only one volunteering. She grabbed the money from her dad’s hand as she walked past his chair and then opened the door. The pizza guy told her the amount and she handed him the money. Julie grabbed the two pepperoni pizzas and breadsticks and set it on the coffee table. She slid into the kitchen and grabbed plates and they all started grabbing slices of pizza and getting their breadsticks if they wanted them.
Julie grabbed a piece of pizza and two breadsticks. She sat beside Metallica, her spot in the middle changed to the spot at the left end near the other table with the black metal-wire basket that held remotes. Nameless poked Julie.
This one poke ended up being a game of poking each other and then kicking each other and then punching each other. Usually it would stay poking in most cases but in their aggressive case, it wasn’t. “You guys shut up!” Jadyn squealed.
Julie stopped to watch the movie. She was getting bored, she didn’t feel like watching a movie but she was glad life was almost normal now. Then again, she was thinking, her life would never be normal again. After all of these encounters, she would never be the same person. In fact, her anger had risen and her patience had gone. Her moods were higher, well, her anger.
She had a small anger problem before but being frustrated made her even angrier. That wasn’t the best thing she had gotten out of this, yet what did she get anyways?
Many things, many things she would hate losing.
When the movie ended, Julie watched as her friends and family played pool. She didn’t particularly like pool, so she watched. The clanging of the balls was a nice noise that she always liked. She also loved listening to the blaring Guns N’ Roses her parents let them put on their speakers. The only thing on Julie’s mind was nothing at all. Then she kept wondering what the heck Metallica kid’s real name was. She had to know! All of a sudden, something drew her near the basement. Nobody watched, or noticed as she started walking off towards it. She stopped herself. What was she doing? She felt an odd cold air sway past her.
She automatically closed her eyes. Her breathing quickened and she felt a hand touch her shoulder.
She immediately flinched and her eyes shot open.
Nothing surrounded her, but the cold air stayed. What is this? She thought awkwardly. Without prior notice, a figure appeared in front of Julie. A tall man with a pale face and dark hair was standing in front of her. He was black and white, because Julie knew who he was.
It was the ghost.
Her heart lurched. She felt as if her breath was shortened. She heaved an unstable deep breath. The ghost’s eyes widened. “Do not cry, child.” He soothed, “I will not hurt you even if my wife and son are gone.”
Julie stiffened. “They were going to kill me.” She managed to stifle a sentence. “I know,” he said, gazing beyond Julie, “And you would not want that. I will not bother you; I’ll dwell in that closet. Please tell this message to your young sister. I would never hurt you.”
Julie nodded shakily. “All right, I—I will…”
The spirit nodded in gratitude, and then disappeared. Julie gulped, and then slowly turned the sharp corner and plopped into her chair. Nobody noticed her momentary absence. The room began to warm up again. She noticed the Guns N’ Roses was still on, but it was their new album “Chinese Democracy.”
Without anyone noticing, she switched the song to theirs on “Use Your Illusions II” because she liked their older stuff better. They wrote Chinese Democracy for seventeen years, but it still came out to be about three stars in rating. It wasn’t very good.
“Hey, who changed the music?” her dad asked.
“I did,” Julie admitted, raising her hand. “Oh okay,” her dad replied, “Do you want to play some pool, honey?”
Julie shook her head. She didn’t play very well, and she didn’t want to be made fun of. Another thing was that she was still a bit traumatized by seeing another ghost. She didn’t like them, but she had to live with one, now. The good thing was he said he would just dwell in the door inside the closet, making life easier and producing a less-scared Jadyn.
Life was almost normal.
When they arrived back to Ione’s house, they all crashed for the day. As tired as Julie was, she couldn’t sleep at all. She hated that. She hated that she couldn’t rest like Jadyn and Ione. Metallica and Anonymous still had taken Julie’s earlier quote ‘You guys shouldn’t be here’ unquote saying badly. So, they left.
What a couple of idiots.
Julie thrashed around on the futon. “Will you shut up?!” Ione whispered furiously. Julie stopped. “I can’t sleep!” she fussed. Jadyn snored. “Well stop making noises—I stayed up all night wondering if you were okay at the hospital. You got to sleep whenever you liked.”
Jadyn twitched.
Julie stared blankly at the ceiling. For awhile she just stared; gazing up at the endless white void. She wondered why Metallica and Anonymous left. After all, they had bonded and forgotten about the sudden hatred after the short decadence when Julie told them to leave. They’d cared about her, they came back to help her when she almost died.
I’m not a boy Julie thought, I don’t know what they were thinking, I guess…
Julie hated making conjectures about life. She could be a really debonair kind of person at times, others she hated things in life. Finally Julie stopped thinking and her eyes shut. She wanted to sleep, even though she slept quite a lot in the hospital. But she wanted to sleep without that smell of the hospital or the guy coughing in the bed to her right. She wanted peaceful rest time….
Julie awoke. She wondered what the entire ruckus was downstairs. She stumbled down the stairs and found herself staring right at Ione, Jadyn, Anonymous, and even Metallica. They came back! “Hi guys!” she exclaimed. They all smiled at her. “What’s up?” Anonymous said. “Hey Jules,” Metallica kid greeted, and then smiled, a different smile Julie had never witnessed. It was actually a nice smile…
“Jules what did you dream last night?” Ione asked.
Julie stopped. She didn’t even know if she dreamed at all. “I don’t remember.” She said. Anonymous Person cocked an eyebrow. “Well,” he said, “How’s bout that Guitar Lesson?”
Julie shivered. “I guess,” she replied. Anonymous Person didn’t take it as a no, or anything but a yes, and grabbed two electric guitars. He handed Julie a Fender Stratocaster and used his own Ebony Les Paul. Julie’s Stratocaster was colored black with a white pick guard and the whammy bar was connected. He sat down next to her on the couch. “Let’s start with the scale,” Anonymous said.
”I already know it,” Julie replied. She had learned already quite a lot of guitar from her father. She played the scale quickly and thoroughly. “That was great. How many scales do you know?” Anonymous Person asked.
“About five,” she replied.
“In that case, let’s learn some chords. Which chords do you already know?”
“I know G, C, D, F, A, E, A Minor, and that’s about it.”
“Let’s learn E Minor. It’s really easy.”
When Julie had finished the small lesson for that day, she felt better. Putting off the eagerness of a grown man had gotten to her and she could clear something off her mind. Even if she did not think she would enjoy learning a new instrument (It was very hard due to her currently playing a wind instrument), she loved it. Anonymous had taught her in a great way. It was so complex, yet somehow he made it quite simple. She got up to go into the kitchen. She had spaced off again on her thoughts and everyone was eating lunch. Julie sat down beside Metallica kid and Ione. “Hi!” Metallica greeted earnestly.
Julie felt awkward.
He never acted this way before. Usually it was ‘Um, hi.’ Or he wouldn’t bother to say anything due to his obnoxious rudeness.
“Hello,” Julie replied. Julie grabbed her grilled cheese sandwich in front of her on a transparent plate and started eating. She ate it hungrily, like she hadn’t eaten in ages. When she lifted her head she could see everyone staring at her. They immediately looked down and started eating again. She finished it off and chugged down her water.
“I’m done,” she said, and then began to get up. “Wait! Julie there’s dessert.”
“Dessert,” Julie echoed, “No I’m not hungry.”
“Are you sure? I made brownies.” Ione coaxed.
“No thanks, maybe later.”
She found her way out of the coaxing kitchen and plopped down on the leather couch. She seemingly squished into it. She closed her eyes for a couple moments and then gazed at the T.V. screen, which was showing that same Metallica Documentary they had recorded about a week ago. Julie wished her parents were back. In other words, she wanted to go home. Yet, she didn’t. She didn’t want to go back even if there were no more hostile spirits living there. One more dwelled, but she didn’t understand why that one did not get exorcised. Maybe that husband ghost really was friendly (Or wouldn’t bother them) after all.
All of a sudden a knock rapped on Ione’s door. Julie got up lazily and peered through the peep-hole. She could spot two unlikely figures. Two figures she thought she’d never see in her life again, two figures that smiled and held hands, two figures that waited for the door to open slowly to see…
It was her parents!
She quickly opened the door. “JADYN COME HERE!” she screamed. Jadyn raced into the room and slammed into her dad. “Daddy!” she exclaimed. Their father hugged Jadyn and Julie couldn’t help but slamming herself into her mother and hugging her. This time she didn’t care what anyone thought, even Metallica kid, she just kept hugging. She missed her mom so much. “I missed you! You—you should’ve seen…”
Her mom gasped. Julie wondered why. “What?” she asked.
Julie’s mom ran her fingers down Julie’s neck along the scar from the butcher knife. The scab stayed and was rough and colored a deep scarlet. “So? You’ve already seen it, right?”
Her mother nodded. “Yes, but it left such a scar…oh honey, I’m so sorry.”
“Don’t be,” Julie muttered wryly.
Her mother’s eyes widened, as if she was going to scold Julie. Instead she only calmed down. “All right,” she said, “Would you like to go home now?” Julie stiffened. Home she thought, what is home to me anymore? She glanced back to spot Anonymous, Metallica, and Ione. “Bye Jules,” Metallica murmured.
“Ione, and…well how would you two kids like to stay with us?” Julie’s mom asked. Julie stiffened. More time! More time with her friends!
Nameless kid’s eyes lit up, and Ione smiled. They both agreed. Anonymous Person came up to Julie and picked her up. “I’ll miss you, kid.”
Julie felt like crying. “I’ll miss you too, Anonymous Person.” At that moment, Julie squeaked. She called him Anonymous! “Anonymous Person…? Er…anyways, Jules I’ll swing by your house a lot. You’re a good kid. You’re all good kids!”
Before they all left to Julie’s house, Anonymous Person stopped her. “Yeah, you’re all good kids,” he explained, “But you’ve got somethin’ none of them got.”
Julie cocked her head. “What?”
“Bravery,” he replied, “You’re the bravest kid I’ve ever met.”
Julie wasn’t the dramatic type, but she almost cried. “Thanks, Joe. You’re cool too.”
He smiled, and then patted her back. “Okay kid you’d better get going. I’ll see you soon, right?”
Julie nodded. “You ain’t going anywhere, right?”
Anonymous Person shut his eyes tight. “I’m off to Iraq for a couple months. I probably won’t see you for awhile.”
Julie frowned. “Why are you leaving?”
”I never told you I was in the Air Force,” he explained, “I’m going for the war, you know?”
Julie nodded. “JULIE! Come on!” her mother called. Julie didn’t want to. “Bye, Joe.” She said, “I’ll see you…later…”
He smiled. Julie began walking away, and for the last time she could see the twinkle in his great green eyes.
When they reached Julie’s house, Julie was silent the whole car ride home. “What did Joe tell you?” Ione asked. Julie stared at Ione. “Nothing important,” she mumbled, “Nothing important at all.” Metallica kid laid his head back. “That dude was anything but a pushover, but he was annoying.”
”Look who’s talking.” Ione remarked dryly. Nameless only narrowed his eyes. Julie did not want to repeat the words said by Anonymous Person, but she would never forget them. They were the strongest, deepest words she’d heard in her life that wasn’t on a movie. They all got out of the car and entered Julie’s house. They sat down on the couch. “Who’s up for pizza?” Julie’s mom asked.
“Me,” Julie replied unenthusiastically
“Me!!!” Nameless exclaimed.
“Okay…” Ione replied uneasily. She didn’t like pizza. Julie watched her mom waltz on in the kitchen to order the pepperoni pizza. Memories flooded back in Julie’s mind of when they first arrived. When she found the button in that secret passage and when Jadyn asked what kind of pizza they should order and Julie said pepperoni would be easiest and then she heard the ghost in Jadyn’s room and then she went to Cutter and got in advanced band, came back and…
Julie shivered.
“Are you okay?” Metallica kid asked.
Julie nodded quickly. “I’m fine, I’m fine.”
“Is it the house?” he asked sternly.
Julie sighed. “Yeah, it is. Just memories of…”
”I get it you don’t have to say anything else.”
Julie nodded and then sighed again. “Okay the pizza is ordered. Meanwhile we can watch a movie!” Julie’s mom exclaimed. She’s happy. Julie thought. Her father was sitting on a chair and Julie sat by her friends. Jadyn sat on her father’s lap. Julie sat in the middle of her friends. Her father kept naming off movies they could watch. “Fine, how about Star Wars?”
There were mixed no’s.
“Fine…The Outsiders?”
There were “No!” and “I just watched that!” and “Hey, we’re reading that book in school!”
“Let’s watch Iron Man.”
There were mixed no’s and yes’s. “I take that as a yes. Raise your hands, will you? Raise your hand if you want to watch Iron Man!”
Metallica kid raised his hand, so did Ione, Julie, but not Jadyn. “No,” Jadyn insisted, “I want to watch Care Bears!”
“Uh…Care Bears?” Nameless scoffed.
“It’s a show about bears that care. What else would it be?” Ione muttered. Julie ran into the kitchen and got out a bottle of sparkling cider. “Who wants some?” she asked as she poured a glass of her own. “What is it?” a voice asked.
“Sparkling cider,” she replied.
Everyone said yes but her father who asked for a coke. She threw a can of coke at him when she entered with her glass. They sat down to watch Iron Man. The doorbell rang. “I’ll get it,” Julie said, the only one volunteering. She grabbed the money from her dad’s hand as she walked past his chair and then opened the door. The pizza guy told her the amount and she handed him the money. Julie grabbed the two pepperoni pizzas and breadsticks and set it on the coffee table. She slid into the kitchen and grabbed plates and they all started grabbing slices of pizza and getting their breadsticks if they wanted them.
Julie grabbed a piece of pizza and two breadsticks. She sat beside Metallica, her spot in the middle changed to the spot at the left end near the other table with the black metal-wire basket that held remotes. Nameless poked Julie.
This one poke ended up being a game of poking each other and then kicking each other and then punching each other. Usually it would stay poking in most cases but in their aggressive case, it wasn’t. “You guys shut up!” Jadyn squealed.
Julie stopped to watch the movie. She was getting bored, she didn’t feel like watching a movie but she was glad life was almost normal now. Then again, she was thinking, her life would never be normal again. After all of these encounters, she would never be the same person. In fact, her anger had risen and her patience had gone. Her moods were higher, well, her anger.
She had a small anger problem before but being frustrated made her even angrier. That wasn’t the best thing she had gotten out of this, yet what did she get anyways?
Many things, many things she would hate losing.
When the movie ended, Julie watched as her friends and family played pool. She didn’t particularly like pool, so she watched. The clanging of the balls was a nice noise that she always liked. She also loved listening to the blaring Guns N’ Roses her parents let them put on their speakers. The only thing on Julie’s mind was nothing at all. Then she kept wondering what the heck Metallica kid’s real name was. She had to know! All of a sudden, something drew her near the basement. Nobody watched, or noticed as she started walking off towards it. She stopped herself. What was she doing? She felt an odd cold air sway past her.
She automatically closed her eyes. Her breathing quickened and she felt a hand touch her shoulder.
She immediately flinched and her eyes shot open.
Nothing surrounded her, but the cold air stayed. What is this? She thought awkwardly. Without prior notice, a figure appeared in front of Julie. A tall man with a pale face and dark hair was standing in front of her. He was black and white, because Julie knew who he was.
It was the ghost.
Her heart lurched. She felt as if her breath was shortened. She heaved an unstable deep breath. The ghost’s eyes widened. “Do not cry, child.” He soothed, “I will not hurt you even if my wife and son are gone.”
Julie stiffened. “They were going to kill me.” She managed to stifle a sentence. “I know,” he said, gazing beyond Julie, “And you would not want that. I will not bother you; I’ll dwell in that closet. Please tell this message to your young sister. I would never hurt you.”
Julie nodded shakily. “All right, I—I will…”
The spirit nodded in gratitude, and then disappeared. Julie gulped, and then slowly turned the sharp corner and plopped into her chair. Nobody noticed her momentary absence. The room began to warm up again. She noticed the Guns N’ Roses was still on, but it was their new album “Chinese Democracy.”
Without anyone noticing, she switched the song to theirs on “Use Your Illusions II” because she liked their older stuff better. They wrote Chinese Democracy for seventeen years, but it still came out to be about three stars in rating. It wasn’t very good.
“Hey, who changed the music?” her dad asked.
“I did,” Julie admitted, raising her hand. “Oh okay,” her dad replied, “Do you want to play some pool, honey?”
Julie shook her head. She didn’t play very well, and she didn’t want to be made fun of. Another thing was that she was still a bit traumatized by seeing another ghost. She didn’t like them, but she had to live with one, now. The good thing was he said he would just dwell in the door inside the closet, making life easier and producing a less-scared Jadyn.
Life was almost normal.


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