Her name is Sally

When I was little I had a friend named Sally. No one but me could see her. My mom and dad that I made her up in my head. I knew that I hadn't made her up...especially on the day that she came back


5. Ghost arn't real

When I woke up their was a small girl standing over me looking scared and then happy when she saw I was awake. I chocked back a scream as I backed up against the wall. "You don't have to be afraid Holly I won't hurt you. Where friends remember?" The girl smiled at me and giggled. I started to calm down remembering the giggle from when I was a little. I remembered playing with a little girl named Sally. I loved playing with her every day until one day she stopped coming for awhile. I remembered thinking that I did something wrong and then the next day seeing her again a big smile on her face. Only this time my mom and dad couldn't see her only I could. I noticed that as I got older she stayed the same.

"Sally is that you?" I asked my eyes going wide. "This can't be real. Your dead Sally. Ghost aren't real their made up!!!" I screamed trying to under stand what was happening. "What do you mean I'm not real Holly. Of course I am see I'm right here in front of you. Why are you being so mean now?"  The little girl tilted her head giving me a weird look as she stepped closer to me getting course look on her face. "I....don't know what to say to this....." I said softly and slowly. Sally smiled at me again. "Well guess what Holly....Monsters are real....and where coming to get you...." Sally laughed in a twisted laugh I had never heard before and then disappeared out of my sight.

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