Decisions

"There is a terrible curse on that house" My aunt says.

"My late husband was a terrible man. He was abusive. He wanted to see me suffer."

"He had died of a heart attack in his sleep... or so that's what the doctors thought. But... I had killed him. I was finaly free... finally... free. But right befor he died he placed a curse on the house. I could never move out. I could never move on with my life. And that when I died the one person I truly cared about would have to make a terribly hard decision."

"You can choose to live or die. If you live then your closest friends and family die and you live a good life but the rest of the world will forget them and you will be the only one that remembers them. Or you can die and they will forget you and you have to live in the afterlife watching them."

"I'm so, so terribly sorry that you have to go through this. That is why I limited my contact with other people so I wouldn't get attached but it didn't work. Now I have to see you suffer and it is all my fault I'm so sorry." She was now in tears (well if ghost can cry that is).

I felt so bad. If I wasn't so greedy and didn't feel like I needed more family and friends I could have avoided this whole mess and she wouldn't have to be in this pain.

I have to do something. I have to save her.