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The doorbell rang.

¨I'm coming¨, I yelled as the dog waddled behind me. ¨Come on, Strike", I clapped. Strike is my pet husky. I opened the door not surprised who it was.

¨Hey", he said.

¨You sure don't waste anytime, do you?" I asked him.

¨I'm a straight forward person¨, he replied.

My mom came down the stairs.

¨Honey, who is it?" she said.

"Oh, this is my friend"...I stammered.

¨Ian¨, he said.

¨Well, its very nice to meet you Ian¨, said my mom.

They shook hands.

¨Mom, me and Ian was gonna hang out¨, I told her.

¨Well...be back by dinner¨, she told me.

I grabbed my jacket and Strike's leash. ¨Ok, thanks mom. Love you", I told her. I closed the door behind me.


I decided to ask him after we got further away from my house. "So, what did you wanna ask me?¨ I said to him.

¨Shhh, to many people. Lets go to the park", he said.

"Andy was barking at the squirrel in a tree", I tugged at his leash. We stopped by the playground, it was empty. I sat on the swing.

Ian stood. ¨When did you start seeing spirits, he asked me¨.

The answer shocked me.

¨Were you able to see that spirit at the plaza?¨ Yes or no.

I sighted, no point lying. ¨Yes, I knew it was a spirit where it disappeared then reappeared. So, yeah. I can see Ghosts¨, I confessed.

¨So you do have the sight¨, said Ian.

¨I started seeing ghosts...uh spirits when i was 5¨, she said. My grandfather was the same way.

Ian listened.

¨But, tell me this. You can see spirits too?¨

¨Yes I can¨, he said.

¨So you also have the sight then, right?¨

¨Well, yes and no¨; he said.

¨What you mean¨?, I replied.

He turned to her. ¨Im a spirit too,¨ he admitted.

¨How can that be¨? ¨My mom could see you...¨



¨That's because of this¨. He help up his left hand, revealing a blue watch.

¨I don't get it,¨ I said.

¨It allows me to maintain my human form¨, said Ian. Thats why your mom was able to see me. Thats why your classmates were able to see me.

¨I see¨, I said as I sat back down on the swing. ¨Um, hey...this may be a little personal, but how did you die?¨ I asked.



He was quit foe a while.

¨Im sorry. That was dumb of me to ask¨, I said.

¨No. Its ok¨, he told me.

I was in a car accident. At my funeral, everybody was sad. I looked as my broken body lay in that coffin. It made me mad with rage. ¨Why did my family have to suffer this?¨, I thought.

He took a breath.

¨I lost control for a while...I almost killed someone¨, Ian told me.

¨Who?¨, I asked him.

Ian shook his head.

¨I wanted him to feel the same pain my parents felt. I didn't care what i had to do...I wanted him to suffer¨, he finally said.

Ian was on the brink of tears.

I almost killed his daughter...his 10 year-old daughter. In the end, I new what I was doing was wrong; he said. I was so blind by hate and revenge that i didn't realize, I was gonna kill an innocent person; he said.


Ian whipped his tears.

“Ian...I’m so sorry”, I proclaimed.

¨Its almost 8, i should get you home¨. His voice was calm and strong.

¨No, I wanna know¨, I told him.

¨About what, he said.

¨Everything¨, I countered.

Ian ran his fingers through his hair and said nothing. We left the park and made it to my house before 8.

The moon was out.

¨Well, this is my stop¨ I announced.

Ian nodded.

¨So, 1 guess I'ĺl see you around?¨ I asked.

¨Maybe¨, said Ian. He turned and walked into the night.

Nice! You have a few mistakes here (a few typos and missing apostrophes), but otherwise great job!