They picked a good one.


    They''re scared enough as it is… If they knew about the ghosts, that would only exacerbate things. "I''m fine," he lied, and tried desperately to focus on his immediate surroundings and deactivate his sense.


    It''s probably because I''m so worried about my parents. When I''m this on-edge, my ghost sense activates on instinct, as if to protect myself. He sighed, wishing he had brought the nullifier with him as they unpacked into a rather spacious room with two beds. Usually Gadalik would have a separate room, but they all decided it was best to stick together. At least, that was before the teen had lost the ability to control his ghost sense; he paced the room, becoming stir-crazy. I need to get away from the spirits… I don''t know how much longer I can tolerate them.


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    I hate leaving them, especially when my sibling is so close to being here… But I need to calm down, for their sake, too. He walked half a block away and sat on a bench, intentionally breathing slowly. When he had relaxed enough, he managed to deactivate his sense.


    I still don''t know if I''ll get used to a baby being around. My parents spent eight months preparing for it, but… He remembered his father admit that he could never be ready for marriage or fatherhood. Gadalik couldn''t help but respect him for pushing through it all.


    "I don''t know what we are anymore," she had told him during their breakup.


    I know…that we never were more than just friends, he realized, even if she wanted to be, and even if we called ourselves a couple.  But I still lost a friend, and it hurts…


    That''s when he remembered his other friend''s confession to him. He had felt bad turning her down, but he had good reason to. What do they see in me? he wondered.