Without my sister silently weeping, this place would be my sanctuary. I remember when I used to come here alone, to think of things I worry about, since no one comes here except me.
It feels like memories flashed before me. I never really liked reminiscing. Although it makes me remember the good things, it would also remind of a bitter past I am over and done with.
It might have been okay if I wasn't dead. It might have been okay if I was at least able to make them know that my soul lingers even if my body is dead.
"Neri..." I whispered, trying not to sound too desperate.
"Please, listen to me." I said like an elder, as if she hears me. "You should hear me. You must hear me. I'm still here. I'm still alive! Don't you know that? Don't you want to see me?"
I cried in defeat. While tears kept falling nonstop, my voice did not waver. I wanted to make her feel my presence so badly. It doesn't matter how much we fought before, I just want her to see me now.
Intently, I looked into her eyes. I was wishing it could do something but is it in vain not to move her?
"Neri, plea—"
I didn't want to look anywhere. I wanted my sister to notice me so badly. I didn't even want to bother myself to say anything more when she stood up and started walking away from the playground.
And even when I wanted to speak, I couldn't bring myself to do so. I am so tired, so tired of thinking, so tired of everything. I brushed my cheeks with my hands mindlessly. My tears won't stop falling.
This moment, I don't know what is right or wrong, if what I'm doing is even sane. I glanced to my right as I felt a presence near me. There stood someone as if damned. Damned? I guess I am in eternal damnation. Perhaps, he can't see me like everybody else. I am just a soul, anyway.
Without hesitation, I followed my sister. I've never been excited to go home.
"You really are crazy," someone distracted.
I felt my hairs stood on its ends. No one sees me, as far as I know. I raised my eyebrows at him as a question but it seemed he wasn't slightly moved. Is he talking to my sister?
"Don't you know? I'm your conscience," he spoke as he bore his eyes on me. I was quite taken aback. Conscience? How come?
Thoughts were already playing in my mind. He could probably be seeing through me, conveying words to my sister, instead of to me.
"It is evident.." he trailed off, now walking toward me.
