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I led her down a fake trail of teenage
friends and dating issues, so after she was satisfied with
comforting me, we enjoyed a movie. At least I think she had—my mind
was boiling over paranormal offenses. How dare he call me a
brat!
    ~*~

Chapter
#3
     
    For so long, I had kept my quirks to myself.
Telling Mom and Dad wasn’t an option. Their concern over my
well-being would have surely made them consider hiring a
professional help. Both of them worked in a hospital, they would
have pursued that path before believing my side of story. Who could
blame them? If I had laid all the facts on the table, it would have
resembled textbook schizophrenia. But I needed to tell someone, so
I decided to unload my burden on Maya and Helen. We agreed to meet
down by the beach.
    Bombastic intro over the phone, made Maya and
Helen anxious, and they couldn't wait for me to sit and start
talking.
    Squirming in her chair, Helen squealed, “Come
on, spill it out already!”
    “Okay, but please, keep an open mind,” I
looked at them seriously, already doubting my decision to tell. It
was too late to change my mind, now. Both girls nodded, so I begun,
“Ever since I was a child, I could see ghosts.”
    Maya’s jaw dropped, and Helen said, “Cool.
Can you get my dead grandma? I need to ask her where she hid my
remote.”
    I punched Helen in the shoulder, “You don’t
even have a dead grandma!” Maya’s jaw was still down, so I gently
pushed it up with a finger.
    “No, but I always wanted to say that,” a wide
grin broke on Helen’s face.
    I dismissed her remark and continued,
“Anyway, ghosts could never see me. We never interacted. They were
just something I noticed from time to time.”
    “Is that why you get weird sometimes?” Maya
hopped in her chair as if she had just had an epiphany.
    “Yeah. But,” I exhaled long, “something has
changed lately.”
    “What?” Helen wasn’t hiding her impatience,
tapping her foot under the table.
    “One can see me,” their cheerful mood
suddenly changed, and both of them curled their lips downward. “And
has been stalking me since post grad party,” their eyes rounded,
and they exchanged looks.
    “Is it hostile?” Maya asked, and gulped.
    “It’s a he . I don’t know. Not sure
what he—” I didn’t finish my sentence, because Helen jumped in
with:
    “Oh my god, is he here now?” Hearing Helen
ask that, Maya turned pale white, and started glancing around.
    “No,” their faces relaxed, “But he might be
soon,” I added, and they stiffened up again, so I decided to tell
them every bit of info I knew. Knowledge brings understanding and
peace to situations like that. After step-by-step walkthrough since
I first saw him up until our last encounter, they listened without
comment, occasionally nodding. As I finished my story, a couple of
minutes passed in silence, and then Helen pushed her glass of water
toward me with her index finger, staring above me, somewhere in the
distance. I took a sip.
    “But he is cute?” Maya spouted, twirling a
strand of hair around a finger.
    “Incredibly! But that doesn’t change the fact
that he’s obnoxious and rude. Possibly a psycho!” I wondered, were they missing the point? Danger, help?
    “What are you gonna do now?” Helen took the
matter more seriously.
    “Don’t know. Educate his ass about manners?”
We chuckled, but the truth was, I was a lot less in control than I
led them to believe. And a lot more scared. Even though it wouldn’t
help the overall situation, sharing my secret made me feel less
alone. “If things get weird—”
    “—and they’re not already?” Helen
interjected, and we burst out laughing. Yeah, I was a whack job,
and they knew that.
    “Well, weirder than before! Will you’ll cover
for me?” I glanced at both of them, expectantly.
    “Of course we will,” Maya assured me, and
then put an arm around my neck. “You should have told us years
ago!”
    “There was nothing to tell till now,”