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The young girl had come to live with them 
that summer.

The young girl told the older step-sister that
Her initials were the same as hers.

She asks: Who's initials are you talking about?

The young girl says you know.
The girl that walks in the graveyard.

I told your mom the first day I was here.
Your dad looked at me and said,   
There is no ghost out there.

As I wrote in my journal this night.
It made me shiver to think there was
A ghost floating around somewhere.

I ask my dad the next day 
As he was out back sitting 
on the bench with his typewriter.

He was a writer, you see.
So I ask, why dad, why?

Did you know there was an old
graveyard out there in the woods?

My dad looks up from his typewriter 
And says: look we bought this house
And surrounding property to get away. 

From the noisy city and traffic jams.
As I looked toward the edge of our property
I shivered to think there was a ghost looming. 

3/2/2018   wrote last night

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