Untold Story

Telling The Story

NARATION: I guess i should introduce myself properly. But then again, you'll meet me soon enough. Not before your time of course. I make it a policy to avoid the living.

Well except sometimes, once in a very long time I-i can't help my-self, I get interested. I don't know exactly it was about her or that girl. But she caught me --- and I care.

There was once a ghost of a boy, who likes to leave in the shadow so he wouldn't frighten people. 

His job was to wait for his sister who was still alive. 

She wasn't afraid of the dark because she knew that her brother was. 

At night, when darkness came to her room, she would tell her brother about the day. 

She would reminded him how the sun felt to her skin and what the air felt like to breath. 

And that reminded her that she's still alive.