[3rd place winner in of The Beauty Awards 2017]
Every ghosts has reasons on why they are still on earth.
They have unfinished businesses, they haunt the people that caused their death, or revenge, but one of the three is the topic of this story.
Col...
Collin and Clark were lying down on the bed in Collin's room, facing the ceiling, thinking.
"Collin?" Clark called him.
"Yeah?" He replied.
"After this, will I not see you again?"
"I don't know dude. I don't know."
Silence filled the room for a moment. "Whatever happens," Collin said, looking at Clark. "Don't forget me and all the adventures we had when I'm alive or even right now, when I'm dead."
Collin sat down. Clark followed. "I won't."
They smiled at each other. Tears trickled down from Clark's eyes to his cheeks.
"Dude, are you crying?" Collin asked with a little chuckle.
Clark sniffed, then rubbed his eyes and nose. "No. There was something in my eye."
They were now laughing.
"But how are we gonna buy tickets?" Clark asked. "We didn't earn enough money to buy tickets for all of us."
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"I don't know dude." Collin replied. "I mean, I don't have any other money. It's not that I have stashed any."
Collin slowed down as he said the last sentence.
"What is it Collin?"
"I remember!" Collin suddenly exclaimed.
"Remember what?"
"I have a crap ton of stashed money around here in my room somewhere!"
"Wait, seriously?"
"Yeah!"
Clark should be questioning him on why he's hiding money on his bedroom without his knowledge, but he didn't. "Let's find it!"
Both of them searched everywhere. The bed, the closet, underneath everything, but they found nothing.
But Clark noticed something unusual about the bookshelf. There was a small handle behind on one of the books. Clark sprinted towards the bookshelf and cleared the books, revealing the small handle even more. He pulled it and a small part of the wall opened, like a medicine cabinet.
And Collin was right. There were crap ton of zip-lock bags filled with money, all of them labeled with $2000.
"Holy meatballs." Clark said as he looked at them. "How did you get all of this money?"
"My lunch money ever since elememtary school and Christmas money from my Filipino relatives."
"Wow. Can we take this?"
"Sure. It's no use to me anymore. And yes, you can give them some."
"Thank you so much!"
Clark started typing on his phone.
Clark: Guys, guess what we found on Collin's secret door.
Brandon: Secret door????
Leslie: What did you find?
Clark: Tons of $$$$$$
Leslie: Holy shit, seriously?!?
Brandon: Whaaaaaaa
Clark: We're gonna use these money to buy us some tickets.
Leslie: HOLY
Brandon: Thank you so much Clark!!
Now all we have to do is deposit our money and buy the tickets.
