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ever happened. Usually it just makes noises at night. And
when people come over it doesn’t do anything. I kept telling
everyone at school. They wouldn’t believe me. I live in a fucking
haunted house.”
    I looked at her.
    “Not anymore.”

Chapter 4
    The next few days were a blur. I didn’t even
go to school. I stayed in bed most of the time, eating and watching
some TV. Alicia and Cindy took turns staying home with me. I heard
them out in the hallway a few times. Alicia wanted to call Mom, but
Cindy talked her out of it. They were both worried about me.
    On the third day Alicia stuck her head into
my bedroom. She was dressed and ready for school, dressed to
impress like she always was.
    “Hey bro,” she said. “You awake?”
    “Yeah.”
    “Cindy’s picking me up and taking me to
school. Then she’s coming over.”
    I didn’t respond. I just waved a hand. She
sighed with sadness. I heard her go down the stairs, then the front
door open and close. I was alone.
    Over the last few days I spent a lot of time
in my room alone. I half-expected Susan to just pop up. She’d
explain what was going on with me, talk about the afterlife, how I
was able to help her, blah blah. But that didn’t happen. I was left
alone with my questions that I still couldn’t wrap my head
around.
    How long was Susan in that house?
    Did she know how much time had passed since
she’d died?
    Could she actually see Tammy and her parents
all the time? Walk right through them, like in the movies?
    The demon. Was it like a person? Did it have
arms and legs and a body, or just a voice that controlled
Richard?
    What did I do to Richard? I only touched him,
but it seemed to do the trick.
    Was that really Richard in there, being
controlled? Or did the demon make itself look like Richard?
    How could I hear and see them so clearly?
    Am I psychic?
    What the hell is going on with me?
    I was so depressed after Alicia left. So many
questions with no answers, and as I laid there more questions kept
coming up. I knew I’d never have the answers to all of them. Maybe
not even any of them.
    I heard the door open and close downstairs,
followed by some footsteps coming up the stairs. I saw a shadow
fall against the wall. I knew who it was, but turned in bed to
greet her anyway.
    Cindy leaned in the doorway with her arms
crossed. When our eyes met she smiled and shook her head at the
sight of me. I imagine I looked pretty bad. No one ever looks good
in the morning, and when they’re depressed, it shows even more.
    “Girls are just lining up outside to jump in
bed with you,” she said.
    I tried to manage a smile, but couldn’t quite
pull it off. Cindy saw my mood and got serious.
    “I’ll be downstairs. If you need anything
just holler.”
    I nodded.
    After she left I sat up in bed. For the first
time in a few days my thoughts drifted to something besides my
situation. I wondered about Cindy. This would be the second day she
took off school to stay with me. How did her boyfriend Daryl feel
about that? Hopefully he wasn’t making a big deal out of it. Cindy
and I were just friends. But I remember a girlfriend I had in ninth
grade. Donna was her name. She got crazy-jealous over Cindy. She
said we spent too much time together.
    I pulled myself out of bed and stretched. A
few minutes later I was in the shower, my first in quite a while.
The questions were still in the back of my mind, but the truth in
its simplest form started to settle in as I lost myself in the hot
water.
    Ghosts are real.
    Demons are real.
    Somehow, I can interact with both.
    In the end, this didn’t change anything. I
still had to go to school. I still needed to get dressed and work
out later in the day. I still had to get ready for Homecoming. I
still had to make dinner for Alicia and me.
    After my shower I threw on a simple pair of
shorts and a tee-shirt. I smelled breakfast cooking as I walked
down the stairs. Cindy must have been watching a movie as a DVD
still played in the living