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He missed a few times when his
hands just went through it, but I could see on his face that he was
having fun.
    The drunken man on the couch didn’t seem
to wake up, so I felt it was safe. They didn’t leave a big mess. It
was mostly just small things like tying the man’s tie around his
leg and taking his socks off and placing them on top of the TV. And
when he woke the next morning he would think that he had been very
drunk and had quite a party in the living room. Or at least his
wife would, we figured, as we left the living room and floated up
the stairs.
    Everyone was giggling—even Abhik—and I
couldn’t help being a little amused myself.
    But that was only until we reached the
bathroom door. As Portia opened it with that squeaking sound, we
heard another door being opened as well.

Chapter 9
     
     
     
     
    The face in the doorway
immediately grew pale , eyes wide open with a scared look—the one
spirits see a lot when they appear to humans. Spirits get used to
it eventually, but at this point I had never seen it before. I had
never had anyone afraid of me before and it sincerely scared the
crap out of me. We all got so scared of the guy who was staring at
us that we screamed and fell into each other trying to get to the
bathroom mirror.
    “ Hurry, let’s get out of here,”
Portia yelled.
    She pushed herself ahead of the rest of us
so she could get to the mirror first. Then she went through it. I
was last in line as the boy closed the door to the bathroom with a
shriek.
    “ Hurry, hurry …” Abhik
said while Mai slid right through.
    Then came Abhik and he had no problem
either. He went through and now it was my turn. I put my right arm
in front of me and pushed it through and as I did the bathroom door
opened slightly. A baseball bat was the first thing I saw and then
I panicked. Trying too hard to get through the mirror made it
impossible. My hand was stuck. Not only was I trapped in a human
house with a human, but I couldn’t move either.
    Great , I thought.
    “ Who’s in there?” I heard the
boy yell while swinging the baseball bat in the air. Who was he
thinking he would scare off with that?
    Then with a sudden bang the door opened
and he stood in the doorway with the baseball bat on his shoulder,
ready to swing it. I felt the others trying to pull my hand on the
other side, but I didn’t move an inch.
    It’s all in your
mind , I
thought. Come on, have you learned nothing?
    The boy stared at me from the doorway. His
eyes were still wide open. Then he took a swing at me. The bat
whistled through the air. Forgetting all about who I was, I covered
my head and … the bat went straight through me.
    “ Now what do you know?” I
said quite impressed. I felt it go through me, but it didn’t hurt
at all.
    The boy’s eyes became even wider and his
mouth opened. He dropped the bat on the floor. He looked at me like
he was paralyzed. His whole body shook and trembled. That was when
I saw it. There was something about him. I was certain I had seen
him somewhere before. Maybe I had known him before I
died?
    “ Who are you?” I
asked.
    Of course he didn’t answer. He was still
in too much of a shock. “You’re … You’re …” he
stuttered.
    “ I am a spirit, yes.” It sounded
so weird in my own ears and I tried to imagine how it must have
sounded in his.
    “ But … But …”
    I tried to smile. “I’m kind of stuck, as
you can see.”
    “ This must be some dream
or something,” he mumbled and tried to pinch his own
arm.
    “ Nope, I am
real.”
    He kept staring at me. “Where … where did
you come from?”
    I sighed. “Well it’s kind of a long story.
See we come from this school … well … it is going to sound a little
strange, but it is the truth. We go to a school of … spirits. See,
I kind of … died some months ago and now I am … well …
this.”
    The boy seemed less pale now and looked at
me with suspicion.
    “ You’re really dead?”
    I tried to smile again. Once he got