I can see the faint light...
I think, I'm finally awake.
I fully opened my eyes to find that girl staring at me.
Literally way too close.
Her long hair was almost touching my face.
Me: Have you ever heard of personal space?
She was silent.
Me: No. Yes. Maybe. What about unwritten social rules?
She was just staring right at me.
Her face was right above mine. Do you know how awkward of a position I'm in?
Then, I suddenly sneezed.
Me: Sorry. Yes. Ghosts can sneeze. Especially me. Now, would you move aside?!
She blinked.
Jayel: I'm sorry. This is the first time I've seen a persons face. Although, you're a ghost. It's still fascinating to see a face. I don't even know how I look like.
She moved aside and sat on the chair beside the bed.
She must've been watching over me.
Me: No need to take care of me. I was just out for...How many days has it been?!
Jayel: A week.
Me: Wow. I could be sleepy's son!!
Jayel: Really? That's what you say after waking up? Waking up after 1 week?! Really?!! Do you know how the other person with you felt?
Me: Of course, I don't. You didn't tell me how you felt.
She sighed.
Jayel: Although, I don't know you. I was worried. I mean, how would you feel if there was a dead ghost on your bed and you can see it? Do you know how complicated it was for me to sleep?
Me: True. True. Dead ghost though. That cracked me up. Anyways, you could see me breath, couldn't you? I breath, you know. Also, where have you slept?
She started to mutter something but I couldn't hear it. She kept going on with the muttering.
Me: Do you think I have super powers that allow me to hear even the smallest things? No, I don't. Speak clearly. Eesh.
Jayel: I slept on the left side of the bed after adjusting your sleeping position on the right side. Couldn't you get unconscious after getting in a good position?
I started to shudder.
Me: Oh my heaven...A girl slept beside me... That's so gross. Why? Terrible.
Jayel: Well, it's my room. And next time, sleep on the floor if you're going to sleep for a week. I had to go through so much troubles because the maids couldn't move the bed sheets...
Me: Oh well...
At least, she was nice enough to care about someone that no one can see.
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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
