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This is a cryptic story!
I think ghosts really do exist.
When I was small I used to see another girl and called her my big sister.
She wore dirty clothes just like me and we lived together.
But one day I couldn't see her anymore.
My father and mother won the lottery.
They told me I used to just daydream because we were so poor.
We are very happy now.
But it looks like the lottery money is running out.