" No, you won't touch it...", I answered, irritated. My sister, Ashley  is always trying to grab a chance to sneak into my personal journal and find out some secrets of mine that I wished had never existed. She walked away, sobbing with loud gasps. Just before leaving my room, she looked at me with eyes bulging in redness, and whispered, " I will try again."
I did not pay any heed to her threat as I was sure, little as she was, she would never be able to peek into the pages again. For security, I kept my journal locked in my closet.

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Now as I see my family departing for her funeral, I cannot help staring and crying at the words that she wrote on my journal-- " I heard from my friends that spirits can go anywhere. So I decided trying it out. I know that you can do magic. Would you please put my soul back in...? "

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