Jackie quickly caught what she said. ""Not that you're not..I didn't mean to..you know...you're much more than just that..I mean..you're nothing to be scared of."

Sarah smiled. "I understand what you are saying..and I thank you."

Jackie leaned forward. "Sarah? Can you please tell me about my great-grandfather Moses? Please?"

Sarah leaned back on the chair and closed her eyes, smiling at the long ago memory. "Moses..oh how I do remember him. He was almost like a father figure to us. Moses was a wonderful man. He was born in West Africa, along with his brother..I guess he would be your ninth great-uncle, Kato. He was captured and brought here as a slave." Jackie nodded somberly. She remembered how she had learned about how her people were forced into slavery all these many years ago. "But Moses was able to earn his freedom by learning a trade, smithing, and he was often sent to do odd jobs for neighbors. Those neighbors paid him for his services, and he saved his money to buy his freedom. He then came to work for Benjamin Franklin, who despised slavery as much as he did." Jackie had to smile, according to her mother persistance and working hard ran in the family. Apparently she got her organizational skills from Moses himself.

"Please tell me more, Sarah," Jackie asked.

"Moses..oh I loved him..he was so nice and gentile. He lived by a motto, be who you want to be.."

"Not who people tell you to be," Jackie finished up. "That's my own family's motto."

"I guess it started with Moses. He acted more like our father than our fellow worker. He was always there to give us such wonderful advice and to help us out in times of trouble. He was definitely brave, like the time he went to fight in the Continental Army with George Washington."

"He fought with George Washington as well?!" Jackie asked, almost as if she couldn't believe it.

Sarah smiled. "Indeed he did. He bravely helped dig the trenches to fend of the British Army. He actually did it to try to find his missing brother, Kato. He valued family above anything else. He would have walked through fire to make sure families are safe."

Jackie nodded seriously. "My Mom feels the exact same way about family. I guess it's in her blood."

Sarah smiled. "Moses was a very wise man, and I'm quite sure he's looking down from Heaven proud that his great-granddaughter is continuing his own beliefs."

Jackie smiled. "Thanks, Sarah. I wish I could have talked to him the same way I could talk to you."

"So do I," Sarah sighed sadly. "I really do miss him."

Jackie looked up. "I bet it can be really lonely being a ghost, huh?"

Sarah stared at her. "You do not have any idea, Jackie. You're the first person who I've talked to in over three hundred years. I mean, it is rather unusual to be able to walk through walls and to float on air.."

"What does that feel like, Sarah?"

"Well, to walk through walls....it feels almost like walking throuhg a door..but the door is just a smal area of darkness for a moment and then you're on the other side of the room. Floating is like you're walking on a cloud."

"Wow." Jackie said.

"But, it's so lonely, Jackie, you have no idea. I've seen many of my friends grow old and ie..and I can't go near them..I can't touch them, they can't see me. I've seen the area around me..I've seen the world change over time but I am unable to be a part of it...and when ever I make myself visible to people, they get scared and run away."

"So..you have no real friends?" Jackie asked sadly.

"None left..until you," Sarah said gentily. "You're the first one who's come and hasn't run away, you talk to me."

"I can still talk to me," Jackie said. "I can be your friend."

"Really?"

"Really.." just then a loud voice echoed through the house.

"JACKIE? JACKIE WHERE ARE YOU?!"

Sarah then stood up and sighed. "I believe your friends are looking for you."

"But, Sarah.."

"No really, I enjoyed our talk..thank you," Sarah said sadly. "But..you should go back."

"But, can't you come with me?" Jackie asked. "Please, Sarah, come with me. You can make yourself invisible and follow me home, we can talk more then!"

"Honest?" Sarah asked happily. "Oh..I would love to talk to someone again.oh, but I must come back here at night. I'm obloged to. I must roam around her at night until I have paid my dues and can enter Heaven."

"Oh, right, the 10,000 prayers..you mean you never made it?"

She shook her head. "No, you see no one ever found out that I had taken my own life...James, Moses, they thought I had, and they were praying for me..but they didn't make it before they died. Many people thought I might have died of a broken heart, so they thought I had already entered Heaven."

"How many did you get?"

"Only about 4,560."

Jackie smiled. "Sarah, if you come back home with me, I promise I'll help you get to Heaven. I'l say those prayers for you."

"You will?"

"Yes."

"You mean, you'll talk with me and share stories with me?"

"I promise."

Sarah smiled. "You don't know how much that means to me."