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I wake up again late with a headache.

 shit! 

This freaking suck, I will not be able to go to work again today. My boss will get angry again.

 It has been a month after that incident everyone are afraid of what happened but we can't do anything but to continue life as it is, even though the murderer is not yet found by the authorities.

My stomach started grumbling, so I started to go to the kitchen but there's no food to be found in my kitchen. That's right I remembered I'm not good with cooking, last time I tried cooking I almost set the house on fire that's why I promised never to try cooking again. I went to my wardrobe I wear some  blue plain t-shirt and a Slim Pencil Pants Vintage High Waist Jeans that I bought online. After wearing my outfit I went outside to buy some foods.

As I was walking I saw a pretty, but pale girl with dark circles in her eyes walking beside me.

I wonder why I didn't notice her walking beside me?

I tried to start a conversation but to no avail she didn't respond or even look my way.

But she stop when we were near the convenience store where I will buy my food. The girl stared at me with blank expression not saying anything. So I just ignore her and as I was about to go I heard her say something.

Your eyes, it's very open now. I don't know what happened to you but you will be able to see, hear and feel their presence much better now. Be careful, something bad might happen to you if your not careful.

After that she ran away not explaining to me what she meant with those words.

What? Of course my eyes are wide open. What is wrong with her? I just ignore what she said and started walking to the convenience store when I felt something bump into me and I fell to the floor.

OUCH! hey watch where your walking! I shouted at that person but when I look up to get a good look of the person that probably bump into me. There's no one in the street but only some cars and me sitting on the floor.

huh? I'm sure I felt someone bump to me but, w-why is it that there's no one out here except me and some cars in the road?

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