Reminder: This is still in Jaafar’s point of view. Okay, so I thought I knew exactly how I wanted this story to be, but then I had some better ideas. So, the story is no longer about stuff that happens to me. I just want to make that clear so people don’t think that I’m a psycho of that I like Harry Potter a little too much. If u want I’ll let u know what parts of the story are true, but I think u might be able to figure out what’s fiction on your own. So…..enjoy:)
Also, there’s a part that may be confusing. Jaafar’s thoughts don't have quotation marks and the "hmmmm" is 'the voice'.

So we’re finally home. It’s about three something in the morning and everyone’s asleep. That whole Wal*mart thing was totally awesome and we made a new friend, Daryn. She just so happens to live a couple minuten away.

Anyways, I’m still awake. I keep hearing these strange noises coming from downstairs, but I’m too afraid to go and see door myself. So that’s why I’m waking Prince up.

“Prince, wake up”, I whispered hitting him in the head with a pillow.

“Jaafar?” he aid groggily rubbing his eyes

“Yes?”

He pulled me down door the shirt, “Is there a reason u woke me up at”, he glanced at the clock, “3:22 in the morning?”

“There’s something downstairs. I keep hearing people humming songs and walking around.”

“Well if it’s a ghost down there I don’t want to go see it!” Prince zei covering his face with his plaid comforter.

“Dude! Just come down with me!” I zei jumping on his bed.

“Fine”, he replied getting out of bed.

We walked down the stairs and I started hearing someone humming.

“Hear that?” I asked Prince

“Yeah, it’s someone humming Someone in the Dark” He replied

What is Someone in the Dark? A person?

“It’s a song door m dad”, he replied

Oh. “I knew that!”

“No u didn’t, u thought it was a person”, he zei turning his back to me

“Dude, did u just read my mind?” I asked. Ok, I think I’m going insane.

“Jaafar, I can’t read minds”, he zei peeking in the hol, den where Paris and Kayla were sleeping.

“Okay then”

“It’s not Paris and it’s not Kayla, they’re both in there asleep”, Prince zei calmly

“Then who is it Mindreader?” I asked using his new nickname

“I don’t know. Don’t call me mind reader. I cannot read minds dude”

I put my hands to my lips before thinking. Ok, if u can hear me clap once.

Prince clapped

“Dude u can read minds!”

“No I can’t, u probably zei it out loud without noticing. Why? Because you’re stupid”, Prince zei turning around to face me.

“Prince, look at me. Look at my lips.” I said

Prince, if u can hear me put your hand over your mouth.

He widened his eyes and put his hand over his mouth.

“Does this mean there’s something wrong with me?” he asked worriedly

“No dude that’s awesome!” I exclaimed

“Sure it is, now let’s go find out who’s humming.” He said

I can’t believe that he’s not excited about this. He’s like freaking Edward Cullen!

“No I’m not because I’m not gay” Prince replied walking into the kitchen. I laughed.

“hmmmmm hmmmmm hmmmmm”

“Who’s in here?” Prince asked

Just then something fell off the counter and we saw a dark shadow verplaats across the room and then disappear.

“You saw that right?” I asked Prince walking over to pick up the item that fell off of the counter.

It was a picture of Uncle Mike and Blanket that I’d never seen before. Prince walked up volgende to me to look.

“What do u think it was?” he asked me

“I don’t know, but whatever it was. It sure does like your dad.” I zei handing him the picture.

“Why would u think it likes my dad, it’s just a picture of Blanket that we took a couple of weeks ago. u wouldn’t know because u were in Africa”

I took a look at the picture and saw that it was just Blanket, but I swear that I saw Uncle Mike smiling right volgende to him. “Wow”


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