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<p style="text-indent: 0.5in">After living in Sunset Valley for a few weeks, we were quite settled in. This little girl named Bella Bachelor and I became best friends, and my mom and dad were doing great in their new careers. We were all settled and happy.</p>
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<p style="text-indent: 0.5in">It was a beautiful Saturday afternoon, and it was both Carol and Spencer’s birthdays, a fact which Spencer hated, and Carol didn’t care about. All she cared about was cake, and getting gifts. I was a little jealous of the stack of gifts I saw, but I was pretty happy just to be getting some cake.
<p style="text-indent: 0.5in">We were all standing around the birthday cake, with two candles, one pink, one blue, one for Spencer and one for Carol. My dad was just beginning to light the blue candle, when I felt something cold. The hair on the back of my neck stood up. As my parents began to sing “Happy Birthday,” I turned around.[[File:Party.jpg|thumb|264px|Party, with Sabrina, Carol, and Spencer, and Rhett in the background.]]</p>
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<p style="text-indent: 0.5in">“You stupid little klutz! You ruined my cake! You’re just jealous I’m going to be older than you!” he shouted at me, as I began crying.</p>
<p style="text-indent: 0.5in">“But, I saw a girl! A ghost girl! Over there!” I said, pointing to the corner where I saw the ghost, but there was nothing there.</p>▼
<p style="text-indent: 0.5in">“You just want all the attention on my birthday! You ruined my cake! And you’re crazy! Ghosts are only at the graveyard! You’re stupid and crazy!” He kept yelling at me, until my mom came over and told him to stop.</p>
<p style="text-indent: 0.5in">“Hey, Spence? Look!” My dad said, opening the freezer. “We still have ice cream!”
<p style="text-indent: 0.5in">“Good, I guess Irene didn’t mess everything up!” Spencer said, stomping to the kitchen. My mom came up and hugged me.</p>
<p style="text-indent: 0.5in">“Sweetheart, do try to be more careful?” She asked me. I dried my tears and nodded. “Good,” she said smiling. “Do you want chocolate or vanilla ice cream? She asked me.</p>
<p style="text-indent: 0.5in">Everyone forgot, and we just enjoyed the rest of the birthday.</p>▼
<p style="text-indent: 0.5in">But, for the rest of the time I lived in that house, I never went near that corner.</p>▼
<h2 style="text-indent: 0.5in">Chapter 2:</h2>
<p style="text-indent: 0.5in">A few months after the incident, and a few weeks before my birthday, the true tragedy struck my family. Once Spencer became a teen, he fell in with the wrong crowd, sneaking out at midnight, drag racing, doing drugs, and getting into my parent’s nectar cellar with his new “cooler” friends. Mom and Dad were worried for him, yet to me, it seemed like normal, teenage behavior. Honestly, I was much more preoccupied with my impending birthday party.
▲<p style="text-indent: 0.5in">“But, I saw a girl! A ghost girl! Over there!” I said, pointing to the corner where I saw the ghost, but there was nothing there.
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<p style="text-indent: 0.5in">“…You don’t have to follow him!” Carol said desperation evident in her voice. “He’s my brother, you don’t have to kill him! Kill someone else!” She said. A chill went up my spine. Carol gasped. “Behind me?” she said, and quickly turned around, glaring.” What are you doing?!” she yelled at me as she stood up.
▲<p style="text-indent: 0.5in">“Hey, Spence? Look!” My dad said, opening the freezer. “We still have ice cream!”
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<p style="text-indent: 0.5in">Her normally dark blue eyes were now a pale, glowing green. “Leave me alone, Irene” she said, sneering. “Leave me alone, if you know what’s good for you. I mean it.” She said, and closed the door. It locked with a quiet ''click''.
▲<p style="text-indent: 0.5in">Everyone forgot, and we just enjoyed the rest of the birthday.
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<p style="text-indent: 0.5in">I gasped, taking a step back. I tripped over one of Carol’s toys, and I fell backwards, and I screamed as my head struck the edge of the coffee table. As my vision faded, I saw my mother and father run over to me, and Carol’s bedroom door opening slowly.
▲<p style="text-indent: 0.5in">But, for the rest of the time I lived in that house, I never went near that corner.</p>
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