Who Are You?

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Who Are You?
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Just this past month, I saw a really strange thing. I was sitting in my room, and I was lonely because my friends hadn’t called for days. After a few minutes the room got really cold, and I got scared. But no one was there. The temperature went back to normal, and I went to get a drink.

When I got back to my room, there was a boy who I never seen before. He had shaggy black hair, blue eyes, no shirt, black pants, and black socks. I asked him who he was, and he said “Oh, nobody.” He then disappeared. I had my parents locate and take me to the previous house owners. I mentioned him and they looked mighty sad. They said that was their son Adam, who died exactly a week before my family moved in. They said he was so upset about moving. I asked them how he died. They said that my room used to be a workout room and that he died from stress.

A few days ago, I saw him again, this time in the guest bedroom where I was cleaning. If I remember correctly, there use to be a bunk bed against the wall near the door where a shelf is now at. He was sitting on the shelf. He waved sadly and disappeared. I was freaked beyond words.

Then that night, I started to hear his voice in my head saying things like “Chocolate!” whenever I had chocolate near my bed. I keep hearing his voice today, and he seems like a guardian angel. I sometimes see him, and see him most in the guest bedroom closet.

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