On Febuary 6th was a special day: my 13th birthday! Yay,I'm a teenager, Happy Birthday to me! So, this is my present for you guys, sorry for the long waiting time, but I was at my grandparent's (they have no computer) and then, back at home, I had to prepare the party, but here it is, the new chapter. Thanks to my ONLY reviewer, Fairyfinder. You know, it would be nice if the readers would also review the storys, it helps improving my work.

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The scream was loud and sharp, clearly female but not nearby. It sounded muffled, as if the source of it were in another part of the manor. Artemis and Cecilia jumped and ran out into the corridor. While they still orientated themselves, Butler was running to the eastwing, so the teenagers followed him.

The eastwing was uninhabitaded and used as a storage space for furniture. Butler leaded Artemis and Cecilia into a large room cluttered with furniture and antiques, where Angeline Fowl was sitting on a dusty chair, pale and shivering. Her husband was already beside her. Artemis junior also rushed to her side and took the hand of his mother, gently stroking it as if it were a little bird.

"Mother...what happened, why did you scream?" Artemis voice was soft and quiet.

Angeline took a deep breath.

"I...I was on the way to the bedroom...a-and then I heard a strange noise from the westwing, someone sobbing and a rumble. I followed the sound, and then I... saw... no, I'm sure it was a hallucination, this can't be real. I have to sleep." She tried to stand up, but Artemis held her back.

"Mother, what did you see?"

Mrs. Fowl looked in her sons eyes. He was serious.

"Well...you will think I'm crazy, but...I've seen a ghost. It looked terrible, a little goblin with empty eyes. He stared at me, then grinned horribly and ran away."

Artemis senior helped his wife stand up. He was smiling, but it seemed forced.

"So", he said, pretending happy, "I think, we should go downstairs to the kitchen and eat something."

Later Cecilia took Artemis aside to talk to him alone. The boy genius seemed unconcentrated and concerned.

"Artemis, do you think, this ghost was real?"

"Huh? Erm, don't be silly, of course it's not real."

"Then why are you so...un-Artemis-like? I didn't see you eat anything, you're staring out of the window everytime I try to talk to you...Hey!"

Artemis gaze had drifted to the green hills and the lights of nearby Dublin and Cecilia was now snipping her fingers in front of his face. He looked like someone who had been asleep and had woke up in an unknown place: confused and unable to focus on something.

"You see? Somethings wrong with you, I know it, and you don't want to tell me, what it is. How can I help you, if you aren't talking to me? Do you know how helpless I'm feeling right now?!" She sighed.

This girl was starting to annoy Artemis.

"I didn't ask you to help me, so be a good girl, go to your room and write in your diary how adorable everything is in your perfect little world, and let the grown ups do their work."

"What's wrong with you? Don't mind, maybe you're just an idiot."

Cecilia rushed out of the room and left Artemis with his thoughts.

Artemis Fowl's Diary

Today, mother had one of her hallucinations again. I am starting to think that Holly's magic wasn't helpful, but father is back, everything is going fine... maybe I should do a little research, subject: haunted castles and houses in Ireland.