Dielive [ENGLISH]

TWENTY TWO

OF COURSE Mr. Smith didn't know who the belt buckle belonged to, but I did. I had a keychain with a twin name: Miami. Who else could it be if not Phil. My stupid mom had married a murderer. The man stole the evidence and now my case was getting harder.

Phil was cunning. He had framed Aunt May and made her a scapegoat. How could Mom marry a hypocrite like him? In front of me he defended me when I was being flirted with by a strange man at the airport. Even though he actually hated me to death. He had planned to eliminate me maybe even when we first met.

Even though I had started to like him. Mom loved Phil and I knew that if I hated Phil at that time, Mom would be sad. Even though I hated Mom, part of me still didn't want to see her sad. What happened? He killed me. He finished me off. He eliminated me like a small fly. A small fly that was electrocuted.

I gasped. I held my chest from the explosion of shock that shocked my entire body. The words of that crazy Mary echoed in my brain. Our last meeting was when Jason and I accidentally observed her house and she appeared in front of me like a ghost.

She said those words. Words that turned out to be a curse for me... and I didn't realize it at the time. She said them and now it all happened. I was a small fly that was electrocuted. I died. Dead. Dead.

I must have been crazy too when I suddenly missed that crazy Mary. I walked, walking along the silence of the night road with black cherry tree leaves falling to the house of crazy Mary.

I turned towards Mrs. Terresa's house. Mrs. Terresa's beloved dog was sitting in front of the door. His eyes were sleepy, but suddenly he raised his head - looking at me.

He barked loudly, making me panic. I ran because he could clearly see me. The dog stood up and wanted to chase me, but his neck was tied with a chain.

I couldn't get in through the door, of course because I couldn't open it, but I knew, the window on the west side of the yard must be open. That window had never been closed in all my life seeing this house. So I shrank my body and went through the window.

I scanned the dark room. I couldn't see anything.

What was I afraid of? I was the ghost. So there was no way I was afraid of ghosts too. Besides, that crazy Mary couldn't see me. So I wouldn't get any more shoes thrown at me.

A white light caught my eye. It wasn't blinding at all. However, the closer I looked, the more it was not just light. It had a shape. I walked closer to the mysterious light. It turned out to be a floating "shape."

It was a woman. Floating.

I didn't know there were ghosts wandering around here too. This house was dirty and occupied by crazy people. No wonder we ghosts like to come here.

Or maybe... this is the "angel" people talk about? The angel who has been taking care of Mary all this time?

"Excuse me," I said hesitantly. I touched the light and it felt like touching air. However, the woman turned her head. At first I was afraid that her face was like a ghost in horror movies, but when she was in front of me, I recognized this woman. Wait a minute...

This is Adeleine Smith. Jason's mother.

I covered my mouth. I didn't expect us to meet in a situation like this.

Mrs. Adeleine Smith was still the same as the last time I saw her before she died a dozen years ago, but what made me even more sure was that she looked 90% like Jason. Pale skin and blue eyes.

"Oh my God! Auntie... why did you-"

She didn't want to hear me. She went through my body and was about to leave me.