A Head Full of Ghosts

by Paul Tremblay

“You don’t believe your sister was possessed, do you?” “By a supernatural entity? No, I don’t.” “Did you believe it when you were eight years old?” “The eight-year-old me still believed in Bigfoot. But with Marjorie, I honestly wasn’t sure what to believe. I don’t think I knew what I wanted to believe, other than I wanted to believe in her. I always did.”

I don’t know if she was afraid because she didn’t know what was going to happen or if she was afraid of what she’d already decided would happen. Even now, I’m not sure. I think it was a little of both.