Emily's pencil wavered over her homework. The eraser tapped over and over again. Her mind wandered with the beat she kept before she caught herself and went back to Chemistry.
It was no use. She tossed the book aside, the pencil chasing after it. She didn't even know why she was bothering. School work was more of a distraction than anything. Not like it mattered even a little.
Her room had fallen dark as the sun went down. Suddenly, the desk lamp she studied by didn't seem like enough light. Emily scrambled to the main switch and the bulb over her bed, catching herself panting in panic. She was used to the girl's visits, at least as much as anyone could be used to ghostly interruptions, but refused to meet them head-on in the dark if she could help it.
The front door bell chimed. Emily
