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So sorry for not updating sooner. I just have major writer's block and I have an idea for another story, well, a sequel to a story I once wrote but gave up on…bla bla bla. Anyways, here is chapter 8 (be warn- I am wearing big gloves while writing this, so my writing may be a bit retarded)

"Phil- sleep!" Owen ordered Phil, who was now shivering on his side of the bed, "or at least read something?" Owen suggested and then tried to fall asleep. Phil moved his hand along the floor, hoping to find his book he had put there the previous night. Picking up a book his hand fell on, he realised it wasn't his. It was a sparkly book, covered in deep purple glitter. Phil opened the book carefully; it was Keely's dream journal. Phil knew he couldn't read it, he shouldn't read it yet…it was so tempting. Phil turned the page and started reading the first one, dating back to New Year's Day. Then he read January 1st, 2nd 3rd…before he knew it he had read up to May 16th

'I dreamt about Phil last night, again' Keely had written in rushed writing, 'we went dancing, just the two of us, in the night shy. Then he picked a star and put it in my hair. He said to me "That the only things that sparkles at much as the stars are your eyes" He leant in to kiss me but my mum woke me up before I could finish my dream.' Underneath, there was a little box that said "Interpretation of dream" Keely had written,

Maybe my subconscious is telling me that I really like Phil? Phil smiled and put the book back on the floor. He saw his watch '4:32'. Phil sighed; he had to up by 6:30 for breakfast. He pulled the covers over himself and fell asleep.

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"So you think it was a ghost?" Keely asked Phil, her eyes wide. Phil nodded and put a roll in his mouth. "Weird" She replied, "glad I'm not in that room anymore." Keely was sitting opposite Phil on the huge table. Owen was to the left of him and Via was to the right of her.

"Hey," Keely began, changing the subject, "Has anyone seen my dream journal," she asked. Phil tucked into a pancake, hoping not to catch Keely's eye,

"Is it purple and sparkly?" Owen asked,

"Yeah" Keely replied

"I saw Phil reading it last night" Owen said casually. Keely glared at Phil.

"Is it true?" She asked him angrily

"Well, I…" Phil began

"Is it true?" She asked him again

"Possibly…" Keely glared at him. She put her roll down and left the table. Phil ran after her. Phil ran into the hallway and saw Keely go into the lift. Phil knew he would have to take the stairs. He sprinted up to the 5th floor. The lift was sitting stationary at the end of the corridor; Keely must have gone into her room. As Phil walked towards it, he heard someone behind him. Turning around, he saw a girl with blonde hair, flowing down past her shoulders. She was wearing a night dress and looked sad,

"Look, Keely" said Phil addressing the girl, "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to read it- seriously." The girl walked towards him talking. When the girl was about two feet in front of Keely, he made a realisation,

"Wait! You're not Kee-" But the girl kissed Phil before we could finish his sentence.

Keely, hearing Phil outside, opened the door,

"And Phil-" She started angrily. Keely stopped in mid sentence and went back into her room quickly as she realised. Phil had suddenly found someone else. Keely lent against the door, letting the tears escape her eyes.

Meanwhile in the corridor, Phil was trying to push the girl off him. As he did, he felt himself getting weaker, much weaker. The sounds of people coming up the stairs alerted the girl and she disappear, no where in sight. Phil collapsed to the ground.

Oooooooooo! What's going on:D I am very cold and I've watched Napoleon Dynamite :D