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An earthquake sound filled the bedroom as well as the shakiness that accompanied such a destructive energy. Simone was positive that no other human being, house, or city could feel the powerful vibrations that rattled her body to the point where Simone worried if some of the joints in her body would loosen.

Simone's hairbrush floated slowly towards her. It began gently brushing her hair. She could feel a hand directing her head either left, right, up, or down depending on which side of her hair it wanted to brush.

"What do you want from me? It doesn't seem like you want to hurt me. Just tell me what you want from me." Simone tried to turn around toward the force that brushed her hair. The hands straightened her head towards the mirror and began brushing her hair again.

Simone realized at that moment the force that entered her home seemed familiar and gentle. She wondered what would happen if she tried to get up from the chair. Suddenly, she heard a repulsive sound that resembled someone's fingernails dragging across a blackboard.

She looked towards the mirror and noticed that words were being written on the glass. She was stunned by the two simple words. It was like the force could read her mind.


Without question, she relaxed her body not knowing what to expect from moment to moment. The force continued brushing her hair. It styled her hair into a French twist carefully securing it with bobby pins.

"I don't understand. Whoever you are, you spoke to me a few minutes ago. Now, you're writing messages on my mirror. What do you want from me? I appreciate the hairstyle, but damn, why won't you show me who you are? I can't take this..."

The force interrupted Simone abruptly. The house shook out of control. Simone fell on the floor crawling backwards towards the bedroom door. The house continued shaking wildly. Simone reached for the doorknob. Although, the shaking of the house seemed to be over-powering she held onto the doorknob without letting go.

Instantly, the house stood still. No movement. No sound. The stillness was nerve wrecking. Holding onto the doorknob, Simone pulled herself up. She stood quietly. The silence gnawed at her mind like a dog protecting its territory from strangers. Only her eyes moved searching the bedroom.

She settled her sight on the canopy bed she slept on for over five years. The light blue satin sheets helped ease her mind. They were familiar. Calming. Enchanting. Simone sighed with relief hoping the mysterious force had left her home. She leaned back against the door in a relaxed manner.

All of a sudden, she heard a voice say, "You know who I am. And you know what I want from you. I miss you."

The voice had a more smooth tone to it. Very human. Very real. Not full of vibration and thunder that had frightened her only moments ago. "Ever since my death, you've been calling for me. Your mind, heart, and spirit have been beckoning me back into your life. That's why I'm here, Simone. I didn't mean to frighten you, but I just had to see you again. Look at me, little girl."

Simone was startled by the request, but she threw caution to the wind and slowly brought her eyes upward to meet the eyes of her lovely mother, Camille. The smile on Camille's face draped her in a warmth and peace she hadn't felt in years. At the age of fifty, Camille died of a gunshot wound to the head when she and her younger sister were having an argument about money that was stolen from Camille's home. Her sister, Dora Lee was a drug addict and died soon after Camille from an overdose of heroin. Simone was twenty years old.

"Mama, why did you scare me like that? I thought I was losing my mind. I guess, I am in some ways. I've missed you so much."

"You don't know how sorry I am."

"Sorry? For what, Mama? You didn't do anything wrong. You were only trying to help Aunt Dora."

"That's not what I mean. I'm sorry that I didn't come over to your house the night you called me. Remember what you told me that night?"

"No, I don't remembe

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