A/N: Ok! I'm not dead YAY! Just took me a while to find time! I'm on break now so hopefully more updates :-D.
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Emily and James ran into Maddie's room startling the poor girl.
"What do you know about the Opera Ghost?" The pair asked in unison. Maddie looked at them with a puzzled face, quickly picking up something off the floor and shoving it into a drawer and sliding it shut.
"Opera Ghost?" asked Maddie, "Where did you hear about the Opera Ghost?"
"We heard some of the older kids talking. We want to know who or what it is!" Emily demanded, stomping her foot for added effect.
"Settle down child," laughed Maddie "Come here you two. Sit on the bed, I'll tell you the story but you have to promise not to go telling everyone you meet okay?" Emily and James nodded and sat down on the bed.
"The Opera Ghost or Phantom of the Opera was a man, just an ordinary man. He lived in the cellars of this Opera House. He designed it too. There are supposedly secret passages all over. Well, many many years ago, a young girl came to the Opera House to train in the ballet dormitories. Her name was Christine Daae. Christine was a wonderful ballerina but an even more wonderful singer. One day, during a rehearsal for Hannibal the Prima Donna was injured by some freak accident.
They needed somebody to replace her temporarily and Christine was chosen. The Opera Ghost, the cause of all the accidents, kidnapped her and trained her voice. He became obsessed with her and tried to win her love but everything went wrong. She loved another man… umm Raoul was his name I think. Anyway, the Opera Ghost was upset and he wrote an opera to get Christine to fall for him but it didn't work. She chose Raoul and that's really all I know of the story. Some facts my not be straight but its been awhile since I heard the story."
"Wow... do you think the Phantom is real? Is he still here?" asked James, a questioning look on his face.
"I think… well I'm just guessing of course, but I think it's real," Maddie answered, just a little too quickly for Emily's liking.
"Gosh! Look at the time, you two really should be getting to bed!" Maddie said, glancing at the clock. "Run along! Good night! Love you Em! Night James." Kissing Emily on the forehead she ushered the kids out of her room.
"That was weird." James said smiling, nudging Emily's arm. He looked down at the younger girl, she was staring straight ahead and her eyes had a glazed look in them.
"Do you think he's real?" asked Emily, sounding nervous.
"Probably not, it's just a story somebody made up." James said, trying to comfort her as he placed his arm around her shoulders and they made their way back to her dorm.
When they got there Emily turned to James and smiled, "Thanks for walking me back to my room. Night."
"Night" James replied, pulling her into a comforting hug. They broke apart and James turned and made his way to his room as Emily opened the door to her own. Pulling on her nightdress she couldn't help but wonder if it really was real. "If Maddie thinks so," Emily thought as she slid into he bed "then it could be."
As Emily drifted off into sleep, she could have sworn she heard some music playing far away.
A/N: If people don't review then I fear that I may have to make Erik delete the story before he has a chance to appear!
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