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don’t think that would be a good idea,” Dad said softly. “I’m
taking Sammy to a doctor. He’s been seeing things.”
    “But everything is going to be okay,” Mom chimed in. She gazed at me with a
strange smile on her face. “Doctors know how to deal with these things.”
    “You don’t have to take Sammy to a doctor,” Roxanne started. “The ghost—”
    “Is your invisible friend a ghost? You didn’t tell me that part,” Mom said.
    “Your invisible friend?” Roxanne’s eyebrows shot up. “He’s still in your
room?”
    “Wait, Dad—don’t take Sammy to the doctor!” Simon exclaimed.
    Whoa. I couldn’t believe this one. Simon was actually sticking up for me.
    “Don’t take him tonight,” Simon added. “Take him tomorrow. He’ll still be
crazy tomorrow. I want you to help me with my science project tonight. I’m not
growing fast enough. I want you to help me come up with a new topic.”
    “It will have to wait, Simon. Your brother needs help,” Dad said sternly.
“Come on, Sammy. Let’s go.”
    “I am not going to a doctor!” I shouted. “Wait. What if I prove that Brent is real?”
    I didn’t give them a chance to answer. I had a plan. A really good plan. If
it worked, they’d believe me. They’d have to believe me.
    I charged down to the basement. And searched Dad’s workbench.
    Where is it? Where is it? I searched frantically. It’s got to be here
somewhere!
    I cleared the benchtop with a swipe of my hand. Everything clattered to the
floor. But I found it!
    The Molecule Detector Light.
    I charged back upstairs. “This light lets you see invisible things, right?” I
waved the light in Dad’s face. “So if I shine it on Brent, we’ll all be able to see him! Right, Dad?
Right?”
    “Maybe,” Dad replied doubtfully. “But, Sammy—”
    I ran to the stairs. Everyone followed me.
    Will it work? I wondered. Will it?

 
 
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    “Where are you, Brent? I know you’re here.”
    Everyone crowded into my room.
    They watched me as I slowly turned in a circle, searching for a clue.
Searching for something that would tell me where Brent was.
    “Brent!” I called his name.
    He didn’t answer me.
    I turned on the detector light.
    I swept it through the room.
    No sign of Brent anywhere.
    “Sammy, this is silly,” Mom said. She turned to Dad for support, but Dad just
shrugged his shoulders.
    I kneeled down and swept the light under my bed.
    No Brent.
    “Please put the light down,” Mom pleaded. “We’re wasting time. We have an
appointment with the doctor.”
    I ignored her.
    “Where are you, Brent? I know you’re here!” I said. “Tell us where you are—now!”
    And then, finally, Brent spoke up. “Please. Please don’t do it, Sammy. Please—I don’t want you to see me.”
    Mom, Dad, Simon, and Roxanne gasped.
    “See!” I cried. “I told you! I told you he was here! I told you I’m not
crazy!”
    I swept the light over my desk chair. Onto my bed. In front of my dresser.
But Brent wasn’t any of those places.
    “Where are you, Brent? It’s okay. You can tell me. I have to show them.”
    “Please. NO!” Brent cried. “I don’t want you to!”
    I jerked open the closet door.
    I shined the light inside—and I saw him!
    “NO! I don’t believe it!” I gasped. “You’re—you’re a MONSTER!”

 
 
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    “You’re a MONSTER!” I cried again.
    The Molecule Detector Light shook in my trembling hand. I forced myself to
hold the bright beam steady.
    “That’s why my parents made me invisible,” Brent said softly. “They thought I
might survive if you couldn’t see me.”
    With my light still focused on him, Brent stepped toward me.
    I leaped back. “What are you going to do?”
    “Whoa—he is so UGLY!” Simon groaned. “Yuck! He has only one head!”
    “And look. He has only two arms—and they’re so short!” Roxanne cried. “He
can’t wrap his arms around and around himself. How does he keep himself warm?”
    “And what’s