Chapter 6

"Yes, it is a myth." I said.

"I am the Phantom and it is not a myth my dear." he stated. I began to think back to what Grandma had told me and warned me about.

"Well I must be going, uh, sorry to disturb you." I stated. The Phantom looked at me softly.

"My dear, would you like to stay for a while and talk?" he asked sweetly. His tone more calm and his voice were like that of a dove. I had agreed to stay though I had been nervous about the words of my Grandmother. We chatted about music and my piano playing we were quick to friendship. Soon after I hurried back to my room and collapsed down on the bed.

"Stephanie! Wake up!!" Angela yelled.

"Huh? What?" I managed to say.

"Finally you're awake, you slept through our private lesson with M. Chardón. I told him you were sick." Angela explained.

"Oh man, why didn't I wake up?" I mumbled. Angela then explained that she had let me sleep in and that I had mumbled something about a Phantom in my sleep. So I figured I must have dreamt everything that occurred about the Phantom.

School was getting harder. In the past few weeks I nearly forgot about the Phantom.