The next morning, the three girls sat around the breakfast table, bowls of cereal and plates of toast in front of them. For a while, the room was quiet, too quiet for friends who usually couldn’t stop talking.
Finally, Kate broke the silence. “Okay… so about last night.”
Emily’s spoon clattered against her bowl. “Don’t you dare say it didn’t happen.”
Kate held up her hands. “I’m just saying we were tired, scared, and our imaginations went wild. There weren’t any ghosts. We just thought we saw something.”
Emily gaped. “Excuse me? I literally saw them. Glowing eyes. Twisted faces. Sitting around a board game like creepy undead uncles at family game night. And now you’re saying I imagined it?”
Kate shrugged. “Fear makes your brain do weird things. It’s science.”
“Science?!” Emily snapped, pointing her spoon at Kate. “Since when does science explain vengeful spirits playing Monopoly?”
“Maybe it wasn’t Monopoly,” Hannah said between bites of toast. “Maybe it was like… Ghosts and Ladders. Or Haunted Chess.”
Kate rolled her eyes. “You’re not helping.”
Hannah set her toast down, her expression suddenly serious. “Okay, hear me out. It wasn’t ghosts at all. It was a hologram. You know, like one of those fancy 3D projector things? Maybe someone set it up to scare people away from that floor.”
Emily groaned. “A hologram? Seriously?”
Kate nodded quickly. “See? That makes more sense than real ghosts.”
Emily slammed her hand on the table, making the cereal bowls rattle. “It was NOT fake! It was REAL. I felt the cold. I heard their whispers. And I’m not crazy!”
Kate leaned forward. “Emily, we were scared. Fear makes you—”
Emily cut her off. “Stop saying it was in my head!”
The table grew tense, the air thick with the sound of clinking cutlery and Emily’s angry breathing.
“Okay, okay,” Hannah said quickly, holding up her hands. “Let’s just agree to disagree before Emily flips the whole table.”
Emily glared at her. “I might.”
Before Kate could fire back, the kitchen door opened. Emily’s mom and Hannah’s mom walked in, drying their hands on dish towels.
“Girls,” Emily’s mom said firmly, “breakfast is over. Time to head home.”
Kate, Emily, and Hannah exchanged glances. The argument wasn’t over, not by a long shot.
But for now, it had to wait.
🌀 What Just Happened?
- The girls ate breakfast in awkward silence after the creepy night.
- Kate said the ghosts were just imagination and fear.
- Emily insisted the 14th floor spirits were completely real.
- Hannah suggested wild theories about holograms and fake ghosts.
- The moms ended the argument by sending everyone home.
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