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“I promise you,” Sadie bragged. “My house is haunted.”
The girls may have giggled at this, but each of them waited nervously for her to go on.
“I mean, I’ve never seen it. But it lives in the basement.”
“What does?” Katie asked.
“The ghost. I hear it moaning some nights, and once when I was little and wanted to go investigate my dad freaked out. He told me it was dangerous, that no one was allowed down there.”
Vicky scoffed. This was the best thing to come out of a shit sleep over, and she couldn’t believe the other girls’ gullibility. Sadie was known to be a drama queen, what with being the oldest in their year and an only child, and it was no wonder she would try and pull a stunt on her 18th birthday.
“Something to say, Vick?” Sadie asked. They weren’t the best of friends; Vicky had only come to the sleep over because Katie had begged her to.