Chapter Eleven
Big Brother
The next day Aisha and Ali were talking about the ghost story when they accidedntly walked out into the lawn and spoke about the story...... right in front of their older brother, Ahmad, who was playing basketball.
"What are you two talking about?" he said, dribbling the ball.
"Nothing!" said both Aisha and Ali at the same time.
"Tell me!" Said Ahmed.
"You wouldn't belive us if we told you." Said Ali.
"Yes I wou-"
"Do you find this poem familiar?" said Aisha cutting Ahmad off angrily and reciting the poem that was in the ghost book.
"Yeah I do." said Ahmed suspiciously.
Aisha gasped.
"When?" she asked. "When did you hear it?"
"5 years ago."
Aisha looked at Ali, Ali looked at Ahmed, Ahmed looked at Aisha.
They were all looking at each other.
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"So you were walking down the street when a woman ame and asked you where the nearest mosque was, you gave her the direction, and then she went all funny and recited the poem?" Ali Asked Ahmed.
"Yeah."
Aisha gulped.
"That was in the story."
"What story?" Asked Ahmed.
"Maryam brought a story at the sleep over, it had an incident like that."
Ahmed's eyes opened wide.
"Really?" He asked.
"Yeah." Said Ali.
