Charlotte

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What am I?
I am never seen though heard. I turn up anywhere any time. When ever I make a sound the humans say it's the wind. What was that noise? Did you hear something? You hear me at night if you listen hard enough. I may be in your house, or floating beside you now. Did the chair just move? Oops, that was me. Think hard about this... What am I?  Answer: A ghost.

The Shadow
I never stop. It's chasing me. The shadow. The black, empty shadow. Endless energy surges through me. Sweat drips down my forehead. The marshy ground of the swamp forms obstacles to block me. My clothes are heavy with sweat. I'm so scared. So very scared. Something grabs my shoulders from behind and shakes me. I awaken to see my sisters comforting face. No shadow. No swamp. Just my sister. "Are you okay?" she asks. I nod. No shadow. I'm safe.