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r find a girl, one arm under my pillow and the other arm hugging the
covers against my ear when I heard a quiet voice.
"Hello?" it said, sounding tentative. It was a softly feminine
voice, but there was nobody in the room who could have spoken. After a
brief startle, I ignored the voice and assumed that I'd imagined it.
"Hello," it said again, more firmly, just as my thoughts had begun
to drift.
"Who are you? What are you doing in my room?" I answered, sitting
up in the darkness as I groped for the bedside lamp. The light flashed
on, partially blinding me, but I could see well enough. Nobody was in
the room with me.
"Don't get upset," the voice said, pleading. "I don't really have
a name, I guess you can pick one. I'm in your room because I like you,
and I've decided that it's time for me to introduce myself. I hope you
don't mind."
I sat in my bed with my back against the wall, staring around my
empty room and seeing no sign of anyone. The voice seemed to come from
nowhere in particular. "Where are you hiding? Come on out where I can
see you. What do you mean, you like me."
"Just that. I've been following you for a year now, and I like
you. As to why you can't
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