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Don'T Worry :: Visayan Splash Form

Dad, should we close the window before night? Friends told, ghosts come after midnight church bell. Though I've not seen ghosts, but friends understand ghosts’ arrival in rooms, how they can tell? Friends say, they hear ghosts' whisper, but no yell; play with toys sitting on windowsill, slammed while leaving; friends complain their muscles ache, feel heavy, they are unable to stand. Dad, do ghost absorbs strength, why they can't stand? Friends hide colored pencils as ghosts do break; they feel, ghosts misplace items those weighed light; find room disorganized, wait for daybreak. Birds remind my friends, it’s time to awake; don't worry, ghosts stay away from the light. ~X~X~X~

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