Hello readers, i hope u enjoy this chapter. read and review plz - geckogrl2

"Is she alright?" I asked myself. The girl I had just saved had gone limp as I held her up, floating over the wrecked stairs. I moved my free hand and laid it on her neck, checking for a pulse. It was still there so I figured that she had just fainted from shock. I mean, you don't get saved by a ghost everyday, or even see one for that matter.

"I wonder what her story is," I floated upward and phased through the ceiling, back into my room. Setting her on the unused bed, I began to think.

Most of the people who come here are either trying to buy/sell the house or are trying to show off to their 'friends' by setting foot inside of a haunted house. Of course, they all run away screaming that the house really was haunted. Well duh, why else do they think that my house hasn't been sold yet? The boogyman? I allowed myself to smile, the only thing I had to do to send them running, was either glare at them (they could always feel my glare.) or whisper in their ear.

I have to admit, it is very funny to see how scared they can get, but after awhile people stopped coming to my home. Humpf, they wouldn't even get on this side of the road anymore. The rumors that the 'survivors' spread semed to be very convincing.

But it does get lonley. I don't know haw many times I whished that Sam or Tucker were still around, They didn't have any ghosts, I checked the entire Ghost Zone just in case.

(Back to the girl) I'm glad that she didn't to into the lab though. No living person has gone down there; if I don't invite them there, they won't go there. The other ghosts would take advantage of that, by overshadowing them.

This girl seems different from the other dare devil teens who have come here. When I saw her at the front door her facial expression it looked like one of determination, like she wanted to prove something. In some ways it kind of reminded me of the way Sam would get when she was trying to prove to Tucker that he didn't need meat. I don't know why, she just did.

She also reacted different than others. She didn't leave when she seemed to notice my stare. Even when I closed the door behind her, she didn't imidiatly start screaming and pounding on the door. Also, when her flashlight went out, she didn't go into hystarics, she just seemed to take it in stride; or maybe she just has very good self control.

I wonder why she bolted like that. I know that people in general don't see ghosts everyday, but still, she seemed to be okay with the dark. She might not have run if I hadn't been floating a foot off the ground or if my hand wasn't light with ecto-energy. Maybe it was the rumers of what a ghost would do if they found a living person alone.

'Well, I hope she'll be okay.' I'm quiet sure that she only fainted from shock. Hmmm...maybe I shouldn't be floating when she wakes up. Or maybe I shouldn't even be in the room at all...

I had to laugh at myself. T've been around for more than eighty years and I'm still as indesicive as I was before I died. I think that time stopped for me, mentally and physically I'm still fourteen years old, but if you wanted to get tycnical I quess that I'm over eighty yeas old. Hey! I'm living out Peter Pan,

Something else that is bothering me. I'm sure that I saw a blue whisp come out of her mouth before I materialized. Does she have a ghost sense like me? I know for a fact that she is not a ghost or even a half-ghost for that matter. Maybe she is one of those 'detectors' some ghost told me about. He said that I was one brfore I died. From what he told me a detector is a human who can sense a ghost's presence and they can't be overshadowed. If she is a detector, then I migh thave to keep an eye on her; a certain group of ghosts are liek bent on eliminating the detectors.

"Uh..." I heard a groan coming from the bed. The girl was stirring. I think she is going ot wake up. I walked over to the side of the bed; remembering to have my feet on the floor.

I looked at her face, trying to see if there was any sigh of her waking up. She was still now, I wonder if she was dreaming. Right when I was about to walk away her eyes flew open.

And curious green met scared purple.

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- geckogrl2