God damn it!
This is too much walking.
I don't like walking.
Me: Don't you have cars?
She sighed and muttered no.
Why must she be so rude to me?
I didn't even do anything.
After walking for hours, we reached their house.
The house...though.
It was beautiful.
It's a mansion.
So, she's the daughter of a rich family.
Wow.
Cool.
This is just complicated.
I don't like mansions.
I don't have anything against it but roaming through mansions gives me headaches.
It's because of my past.
I wasn't murdered here in this place but everytime, I roam through mansions, I get this massive headache.
I hate it.
It doesn't make sense at all.
It's like a curse of afterlife.
We were on the porch of the house.
Xun: Go ahead. I'll go to the office. There's some work that is still unfinished. I sound so cool when I say that. But really though, I have to go. Bye, bye.
Jayel: Okay. Bye.
He left with his car. They do have a car.
Me: You do have a car! You lied to me. So mean.
Jayel: I don't have a car. You never asked who had a car.
Me: Aish. You're right.
Jayel: Don't speak to me until I reach my room and then we'll have a discussion on whether I'm crazy or you're really a ghost.
Me: Eh. I'll just keep talking because no one except you can hear me.
She sighed and went inside while I followed behind.
There were few servants fixing the room.
It felt weird seeing them.
Also, my head was dying too.
She walked upstairs really fast and finally came to a stop when she was in front of a door.
I guess, that's her room.
Once I entered the room, my head hurted more.
I suddenly dropped to my knees.
Damn. Damn. This really hurts.
Jayel: Are you okay? I'm sorry. Did I do something?
She looked really scared.
Me: Haha. You don't see a ghost collapse everyday, do you? I'm okay. It's just a headache that is caused by where I am. I'll explained it to you later.
Jayel: It'll take a while?
Me: Dude. Nah. It'll take a whole day. So, can I get a space in your room? I'll take that corner!
Jayel: Wait. No. You can sleep on the bed. Look at yourself, you look like you're dying.
I started laughing.
Me: That's funny. I'm already dead.
Without answering, she took my hand and pulled me up.
Well, that's shocking.
That's really shocking!!!
Me: You can touch me? That's...Humans can't do that. It's impossible. Lord, this punishment is getting really weird.
Jayel: Well, you have to get up. You don't even look like you can walk. We'll talk about this whole phenomenon later.
I made her let go of my hand.
Me: I'll walk there. Don't touch me without my permission.
Jayel: You make it sound like it's a crime.
Me: It's not. I just don't like humans or anything touching me.
I struggled to walk to the bed but I reached it somehow.
I fell on the bed and lost my conscious slowly.
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Another Myth
PoetryI thought I'd be vanished from this world. But it seems vanishing is very hard. Even harder than anyone can realize. Highest ranking: #68 in Poetry