He nodded. "I was always the sort of person that  didn't think things like God, Aliens, ghosts anything fantastic  couldn't be  real. I was the type that just believed in the things I saw, and didn't believe  in anything else. Yet, I have heard of people finding animals that they thought were just a myth. Like the panda. I am not sure why I was like that. Just when I got older anything like that  seemed impossible to be. But, now  I am beginning to think maybe things are in the world that we can't see."<br/>Leigh wished he was as hungry as her, he was trying to eat something thinking it would make him feel better but a sense  of dread was in him.<br/>"Maybe that  energy is why people don't like to live in houses  that people were murdered in. I always  thought a house  was just  a house  no matter what happened in it, but now I am thinking that isn't true. But, even though this is happening I think we should still live here, figure out what is  going on. I am not a coward  and will run away when things scare me. I face the truth and try to be brave despite how I feel about a situation. I hope you feel the same  way."<br/>He  twirled the spaghetti on his fork, playing with it.<br/>"I am glad  you are not mad, I thought you would be. I wasn't sure how you would react to be honest. To hide something so big. To not trust you with something that meant  so much to me.It  must hurt bad. All I can do is  try my best to improve myself, and not hide  any more  from you."<br/>He stared at  the ghost behind her,what it said was worse than it was  saying before. What did the ghost want  with Christine? What did it  want from him? He  feared to speak with it. But  he knew that he should share  how he felt with her.<br/>"The  voice is attracted  to you. I worry what it wants  with us."