The Young Girl

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