Small Spaces

You might get to know characters in books, Ollie thought, but getting to know a human was an entirely different thing

“No. I don’t hate anyone.” That was true. She just didn’t care enough to try to be friends anymore.

“I don’t need you to get me in trouble, thank you very much. And don’t treat me special because I’m a girl. That’s sexist.”

“Being nice to you is sexist?”

“If you’re being nice just ’cause I’m a girl, it is!”

“So yes, there is always a ghost story. Put that in your pipe and smoke it. Wherever you go in this big, gorgeous, hideous world, there is a ghost story waiting for you

When the mist rises, and the smiling man comes walking, you must avoid large places at night.

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