Ouija

Something funny happened last month, though. Dad left me a credit card so if I needed or wanted anything that I was allowed to have I could order it. Stephanie used it open an account for herself. My attendant couldn't have noticed and Dad never questioned the increase in the bill. Stephanie uses a different username and password. I wouldn't have known about it if I hadn't received an email from her. Can you imagine someone out there exchanging emails, or even worse, chatting, or worse yet, having cyber sex with an insane ghost?

I can't blame Stephanie too much for what she did to me. In fact, I even like her. She isn't really evil. Her mind is confused. Perhaps someday, when my life is over, we can walk into the light together. I don't think she can forgive herself and cross over alone, not after killing him like that out of vengeance.