Unexpected Visitors

Silenced followed the next few minutes. Sammy looked around the room she thought she just heard a voice but she saw nobody around the room. So Sammy rolled back into bed.

"Hello Sammy. Had a nice dream?" said a voice.

"No! It was terrible…everything is terrible!" Sammy told the voice. "Just terrible!"

"Well how about we talk about this dream. Hmm?" the voice insisted.

"No, I don't want to talk about it just, go back to-to where ever you came from."

"If you insist than." And with that Sammy felt as if the thing that spoke to her left and she was alone.

'I wonder why I always hear voices. Maybe it has something to do with me being a- no it couldn't be could it?' She closed her eyes and went to sleep.

Once again she was in the "Nightmare Memory" again but something woke her up in the beginning of it. She jerked herself up, she was no sitting. Sammy was awoken by something scuffling in her bed. She tried to ignore the noise. Eventually the scuffling noise stopped and was followed by a few moments of silence. Suddenly the bed creaked,"Ugh!" Sammy moaned "not again, Larry I know your there."

"Oh you always find me. ''Ow' do you do it?" Larry said sounding a little disappointed.

Though Sammy couldn't see Larry she knew he was sitting in her bed. "How do I do what?" Sammy asked. She had no clue what he was talking about, for he had said it clearly out of no where.

"How'd ya know I was here?" Larry said as if it was an obvious answer.

Sammy rolled her eyes, and moved her frizzy hair (what some people call "bed head") out of her face, "Well maybe, maybe I would tell you if you would turn visible again"

"You just have to ruin da fun don't chya." And with that a pale faced boy with black hair and hazel eyes appeared, "What would your parents do if they saw ya communicating with a ghost eh?"

"I've told you they can't see you." Sammy snapped, her eyes glowed green and Larry stopped contradicting her immediately.

Larry thought it must be some kind of warning sign when ever her eyes glowed green. When ever her eyes glowed green and he continued to contradict, annoy or what ever he was doing many disastrous things happened. Which included injuries, or energy surges of some sort, but a lot of times weather. The thing that puzzled Larry the most was when Sammy's tantrums came to an end she felt remorseful for any damage she had done.

"Than if they can't see me why can you? Come to think of it how do you know I'm here when ever I'm invisible?" Larry wanted to know, he had been wandering around her house for 6 months. He would have been right in front of her and she had not seen him. But 2 months ago she did realize his presence even if he was invisible. If she wanted to she could talk to him by mind just like a ghost could. On top of it all she could understand and speak a ghost's everyday language.

Sammy shrugged her shoulders. 'Why can I communicate with ghosts?' She pondered on this for a few minutes. "Oh crap! Larry it's late really late I should go to bed now so uh good night."

"Yea good night." Larry said.

Something in Sammy's mind told her 'he knows why, he just wants to see if u knows'. Sammy agreed to this because something told her that this was true. 'He doesn't know that you're a dark spirit though. So that's safe at mind' this too she agreed to and she laid her head into her soft feather pillow and went to sleep.

Once again Sammy awoke but, no she did not sense any ghosts. "Damn this dream. I wish I could just forget about it." Sammy complained, "What time is it anyways?" Sammy looked at her "Pac Man" alarm clock, "Holy crap! Its 8:00! I'm late for school oh no!"

Sammy put on the first set of clothes she could find as she walked out the door she realized she had her shirt on inside out and she had forgotten her shoes. "Oh, I'm having a bad morning, that's for sure" She fixed her shirt and put on her shoes, than walked to school.

She entered Casper Middle School and walked into Math Class. The class buzzed with last minute conversation. Sammy did not talk though but sat quietly and twiddled her fingers. Suddenly a bottle cap flew over her head. A boy named Benny snapped his fingers, "Crap and I almost hit her to." The door handle turned and at once the class knew the teacher was coming. The last few bottle caps and paper balls fell to the ground. Benny jumped into his chair as quick as he could just when he sat down the door opened.

The math teacher Mr.Cravitz walked in. He wore a grey shirt with tan jeans,"Oh Ms. Samantha I was just in the office turning in the attendance sheet. Did you realize you are 10 minutes late?"

"Yes I did but I can explain. I woke u-"

"I don't need explanations. You should consider getting an alarm clock."

"But, I do have an alarm clock." Sammy said very calmly.

"Well, than set it, I don't see the point of owning an alarm clock if you don't use it." Mr.Cravitz turned to the chalk board and wrote:

Geometry quiz

1. What is the study of shapes?

2. What is the definition of a Transversal Line?

3. What is the definition of a Triangle?

4. If all 3 angles of a triangle are acute it is a what.

5. If all 3 sides of a triangle are equal it is a what.

"If any one gets the first one wrong I will explode." Mr.Cravitz announced.

Sammy did her quiz hoping she got everything right. Thirty minutes later Mr.Cravitz was passing back the graded quiz. When her name was called she got her graded quiz. She sat in her seat with her eyes closed and opened them and saw an A+.