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Chap 2

Erin latched onto Danny's jacket, her stomach half way up her throat. Sliding on a few tiles, Danny managed to regain his footing, his eyes wide and his heart thumping. That was too close. Carefully with the support of Erin's tight grip, Danny reached her window in hope to pull it open and be safe from this near death incident. Glancing to his sister, he could see she wasn't liking this anymore than he was.

'Jesus' she breathed, her gaze going beyond the roof.

Knowing he had to say the words, he built up his courage, 'thank you'

'I'll be more grateful if we get off this roof' she cleared her throat.

Nodding, Danny tugged on the window only to find it locked as well. Just my day. Erin looked at him, begging her brother to not to try and find another window. Reluctantly, he decided too that he won't move a inch. Jamie and Joe were still calling for their two missing siblings. Just as they were walking by Erin's bedroom door, Joe spotted Danny through the window. Rushing up, he didn't bother think why they were there, instead he unlocked the latch and open up the window. Danny followed by Erin crawled in, feeling more relieved to be on solid yet stable ground.

'Don't tell me that was your hiding spot?' Joe eyed them, breaking the silence.

'Look, we will talk about this after dinner' Danny pushed past Joe.

Knowing better than to press the matter, the Reagans headed downstairs to their awaiting father and mother. Taking their seats, Frank said grace before they tuck into their growing cold dinner. Soon Joe and Erin washed the dishes while Danny and Mary put the dried dishes away. Jamie was helping Frank to wipe down the table before all four kids headed upstairs to Danny's room to discuss what happen previously.

'So what happened?' Jamie started off the conversation.

Erin looked at Danny, it was his idea and he should explain.

Feeling their gazes, Danny admitted to his mistake. 'Alright, alright. It was my stupid idea to hide out on the roof'

'You know that is dangerous Danny' Joe reminded his older brother.

'Thats what I've been telling him' Erin defended.

'Then why did you do it?' Joe pushed on.

'Because it's seemed like a great idea at first. I didn't plan for the window to close on us' Danny explained, slumping on his bed.

'The window closed?' Jamie took attention to the detail.

'Yeah, it must of been mum' Danny didn't care.

'At least mum and dad didn't find out' Erin sat on his computer desk chair.

'Well, I've learnt my lesson' Danny crossed his legs.

Rolling his eyes, Joe noticed Jamie with a frown on his face. Something was troubling his little brother and normally Danny or Erin never seem to pick that up.

'Whats wrong Jamie?' Joe asked.

Jamie looked into the eyes of his siblings, could he say to them what he saw in the laundry room? Would they believe him? Biting his lip, he decided it was worth a shot.

'I think there is a ghost'

'A ghost?' Danny sarcastically asked.

'There is no such thing' Erin openly said.

'But I'm telling you, I think there is' Jamie tried to get them to listen to him.

'Alright, tell us what happened?' Joe encouraged his brother.

Seeing how they already knew Danny's and Erin's hiding spot, Jamie included the extra detail of where he was.

'I was in the laundry, hiding in the dirty clothes basket-'

'So that's why you smell' Danny interrupted.

'Anyway' Jamie ignored him, 'I was waiting sometime before I heard some footsteps entering the room. I thought it was Joe checking the area for me and I thought I would end up losing. But the odd thing was the footsteps disappeared and I didn't hear them walk out. So I checked and found no one. Then the footsteps started again, walking out of the room. But no one was there'

Finishing his recount, the room was silent for a brief moment. Jamie eagerly watched each of them, wondering if they will believe him.

'Your mind must be playing tricks' Danny concluded.

'Its true!' Jamie balled his fists.

Why didn't his brother believe him? It's always like this, they think just because he is little, he has a big imagination. But Jamie knew what he saw, he knows it's real.

'Are you trying to pull one over?' Erin wanted to make sure.

'I'm not' Jamie shock his head.

'I've never entered the laundry' Joe added.

'Please believe me' Jamie begged.

'I don't know' Danny said, but something in his tone made it like he didn't believe it for a second.

Not bothering anymore, Jamie bolted out of the room. The three of them sighed for different reasons. Danny was over his little brother making up stories, Erin didn't know what to believe and Joe wanted to be there for his brother but doesn't know what to do. It was just a weird day for them all.

The moon rose high above in the dark sky, the stars shining their existence. Joe laid on his back in his bed, the covers wrapped around him. Staring at the ceiling, he thinks back to the times in the past. Those times when Jamie was always picked on. It was because he was younger than the rest and they don't understand that he is not on the same level as them. Joe always felt like he was stuck in the middle, fitting in with his older siblings but being there for Jamie as well. In summer, when they were sharing popcorn during a movie in their living room, Jamie barely received any. Although he didn't complain, Joe felt guilty. In winter, they had only two umbrellas to get home in the rain as their parents were busy with family matters. Danny always shared with Erin, not listening to Jamie's plea to share with him. In spring, Danny was heading to the bowling alley with his mates, Erin asked to join in. Thinking it was fun, Joe and Jamie asked too, but Jamie was tricked at what times they left. In autumn, in autumn. It's finally come again and this time they didn't bother with him.

'Joe?' A voice tiredly whispered from the other side of the room.

'What is it Jamie?' Joe yawns.

He shifts in his bed, 'do you believe me? Or do you think it's a made up story?'

Those memories were still lingering in his head, abandoning their related blood. No, he was not going to be like Danny, not ever. Erin may be kind but she's heading in his direction. Only Joe was on Jamie's side.

'I believe you Jamie'

'Really?' His voice pitched up.

'Yeah, but there's nothing to be afraid of' he assured him.

Snuggling back into his bed, Joe smiled at himself. Things happen for a reason and what Jamie saw was probably unfortunate. It shouldn't happen again, it was the Reagan's house after all.

'Thanks' Jamie whispered before falling asleep.

The sun rose, the temperature dropping once more. Mary enter each room, pulling off their covers and telling them to get up. Lazily, one by one, the Reagan's changed clothes, brushed their hair and went downstairs. In the kitchen, their mother was making pancakes on the stove.

'Morning' their father announced.

'Morning dad' they greeted him.

Frank grabbed a mug and poured the ready made coffee, the morning birds chirping a song. The children each picked up a plate and lined up near the stove. Mary then equally gave her children two pancakes to eat, the maple syrup was out on the dinning table. Cleaning up, Mary went to find the bread to make her children's lunches but for some reason, she couldn't find it in their bread cupboard.

'Frank, did I buy bread?'

Frank thought back for a moment, 'I believe you did'

'I must of put it somewhere else' she began looking.

Jamie and Joe lock eyes, neither did want to jump to conclusions, there could be other explanations. Like their mother was tired and placed it somewhere else, maybe she forgot she was cleaning the kitchen and sorted things out differently, or... It was the ghost.

Frank glanced up at the kitchen clock, the hands nearing the time of eight twenty and he finished off his coffee.

Grabbing his gloves on the table, he prepared to leave the household. 'I must be going now'

Mary gave up looking and turned to her husband. They held hands and share a quick kiss, followed by the children's hugs for goodbye. Mary always worried about her husband while he was on the job. It was a dangerous world out there, she knows. Frank just has too much to lose if he did go.

'Have a nice day at work' Mary called and Frank waved to his family.

The front door closed and the sound of his car left the driveway. May god be with you she silently said to herself. Feeling sure god heard her words, she returned to her duties as a mother, urging her children as she picked up their empty plates.

'Now hurry kiddies, your going to be late. You'll have to buy lunch today'

The four of them rushed upstairs to get their school bags. Although there was a big age difference between Jamie and Danny, they all still went to primary school, Danny in his final year.

'Don't forget your jumpers!' Mary reminded them.

Joe opened his closet and searched through his clothing to find something warm. Jamie pulled out his lucky jumper, the one that kept his stuff dry when his bag was soaked in the rain. Danny and Erin dashed downstairs, racing each other of course, it's always competition between them. Strangely, Joe could not find his jumper, or jacket, or anything longed sleeved. Quickly looking at his bed, there was no previous jumper left on the end of his bed either. You got to be kidding.

'Whats wrong?' Jamie pulled his sleeves up and swung on his bag.

'I can't find my jumper, mum must of washed it' Joe bravely smiled, knowing full well he must take a trip into the laundry.

'You want me to come?' Jamie asked, knowing having someone there is much better than to be alone.

Smiling at his little brother, he grabbed his bag, 'don't worry, I can get it'

Downstairs, Mary was waiting at the door, Danny and Erin talking about the up coming faction carnival. See, both of them were in different colours and when the time comes, it's game on. Fortunately, Joe and Jamie were on the same colour so they don't have to worry about any family dispute. Jamie joined his siblings while Joe headed off to the laundry. Upon entering, the room seemed normal, it was well lit and it smelt of clean linen. But with Jamie's story at the back of his mind, he quickly searched through the clothes rack and found his jumper. Not bothering to put it on yet, he paced himself out of the room without looking back. He hopes that this is going to be minor thing and nothing more.