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History Repeats It's Self: Part 3

*Hey it's me. I thought about this part for awhile. I can't believe one little part takes me so long to do. Well, this goes out to Miyah, Dimplez, Michael and everyone else who likes this story. I hope you all enjoy. And I'll try to have the next part to "BAD" out by tmrw. Till then, I hope you enjoy
~Mary Cait*

Roxie stood dumbfounded looking at the ghost in her room. Nightmare was still in a pouncing state. So if he came over anymore, she would attack him. Before man came over,

Man: Please, call off your catâ?¦

Roxie reached up and took hold of Nightmare. She sat back down trying to calm the cat down as the man came over and sat on the end of her bed. The mattress went down from his weight. She wasnâ??t surprise, ghost can do that. But something was wrong with him. He didnâ??t look much like a ghost, yes he had pale skin. But he also had brown eyes, that had a hint of red in them. She felt a bit scared of him, but not much to scream. Againâ?¦anyways.

Man: *Turns to her* You must be wondering who I amâ?¦am I correct, love?
Roxie: You can say that, Sir.
Man: Michael. My name is Michael.
Roxie: Ohâ?¦okay, Michael. My name is-
Michael: Roxie. I know.

Roxie was a little taken back from what he said. But, if heâ??s a ghost. He will hear a few things. Nightmare had seemed to ease in Roxieâ??s arms now. As her and Michael talked more. She knew more about Michael and his past. It wasnâ??t prettyâ?¦

He and his family was murdered in this very house, but thatâ??s all he said. Nothing more. Roxie couldnâ??t stop feeling sorry for the man. She place Nightmare on the side and crawled over to him. She wondered if she could touch him, like they say ghost can touch you. She reached out her hand to touch his shoulder, but just as she was about to. The front door opened, and Michael disappeared before Roxie could see. She fell on her bed. She setup in a push up position looking around. She couldnâ??t find him anywhere. While she was looking, she hadnâ??t notice Gordon standing there.

Gordon: Ahâ?¦Roxie?

Roxie snapped her head toward her older brother.

Gordon: Whoa! *Holding his hands up* Whatâ??s with the surprised look?
Roxie: Sorryâ?¦I-I just thought someone was breaking into the house.
Gordon: Nope. Just your loving older brother, Gordon. *Smiles*
Roxie: *Smiles weakly* Rightâ?¦
Gordon: You sure you alright?
Roxie: Iâ??m fine. Now get out of â??ere.
Gordon: When did the whole English accent come?
Roxie: Guess living here will do that to yaâ?¦
Gordon: Guess so.

Gordon, as her older brother wanted to know what was wrong with her. But he couldnâ??t see anything happening anytime soon. He loved his sister with all his heart, but when she acted strange like she is nowâ?¦he knew it best to leave her alone to let her come up with things on her own terms. Just not him trying to solve it for her. He left her alone to thinkâ?¦
    Roxie laid in her bed again. As the dark sky outside with rain held her heart on the end of her sleeve in remembering what tomorrow was for her and Gordonâ??s parents. Them singing the divorce papers. Making it legal. She felt tears streaming in her eyes, making a stinging pain in them. She turned around quickly and dug her face into the it as the tears came in and her body trembled with them.
       Roxie didnâ??t know Nightmare was watching along with another.

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Michael watch the child he was just talking to a few minutes ago. She was crying into her pillow, her little body founding it hard to control it with her loud sobs. Michael watched till she cried herself to sleep. Michael walked over, earning a slight hiss from Nightmare. He shot a look to the black cat. She hushed up instantly. Michael gently touched Roxieâ??s tear stained face. She moved some in her sleep. Michael pulled his hand back, not wanting to wake up the poor girl.
     He just sat there looking at her. He saw the hurt, and now he knew way. Her parents, someone she loved so much were splitting apart. And she couldnâ??t bare it. He bent down slowly and placed a small kiss on the childâ??s forehead. Nightmare stepped forward some. Michael turned back to the black cat.

Michael: Watch her for me Nightmare. Like I know you do every day.

Something in the cats eyes made him think of his sister. He had lost her a long time ago, but something made him think of her while looking into Nightmareâ??s yellow lizard like eyes.
   As if the cat knew what he said, she went over to Roxie and curled on top of the pillow Roxie slept on. He smiled to himself. His smiled faded when he was out of her room. He could tell the tightness of his teeth come into place feeling a familiar dark presents in the house.
   Michael turned around alone to be thrown into the wall. He looked up and saw someone that came like a slap to the face to him. Or more for him, a slap into the wall.

???: Hello Michaelâ?¦

To Be Continued

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