*Sydney Roswell's POV*
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I gulped, nervous and trying not to look behind me where my pal has been intently staring at, "What is it, Ems?"
"Behind you, Syd. " She answered with wide eyes and looked so surprised, and I know better; she's just messing up with me.
"Knock it off, i***t. I know you could have jumped out the window already and run home if you could really see any ghost in here or even just a cockroach." I told her and rolled my eyes, and she went laughing her a*s out.
"I'm just kidding, Syd. But seriously, though, are you freaking serious about what you are saying? That OJ is... Around? Her ghost? Oooh." She asked me curiously. "Yes. Do I look like I'm kidding? Will I be freaking out if not?" I confirmed, nodding my head in response.
She looked around my room cautiously
