Home Spirit.

Chapter I

There he was.

The love of my life.

Unaware of his bodiless companion. We used to be together all day from the heartthrobing moment; I've laid my eyes on him.

How carelessly he walked into my home one day. He heard rumours about me from the neighbours yet didn't budge. 

Brave or foolishness?

Out of all the rooms, my dearest home could offer. Mine was the one, where he layed.

Casually sleeping beside me, how close we were. Gentle curse of the nature, I couldn't embrace him.

That's alright. I'll wait for him.

Day by day, my craving for him grew strong. Death is not something you wish upon a loved, it differs in my case; the only choice I was left with.

I wander aimlessly as I did before. However, this burning desire wasn't in my non-existent heart anymore. My solitude, I enjoyed it throughout these years. All have been replaced.

Not allowed to leave the premises, I could only wait his return. Watching the hours tick by.

It was curiosity, that began my unrequited love. My displeasure for his presence somehow became such a heart-wrenching yet beautiful thing. 

How he tossed his clothes all over my room. All that trash he caused yet didn't take out. Can you blame for being disgruntled?  My precious home wept. Never he cared.

Until one dreadful morning he cleaned up. Delighted I was but suspicions remained. My home returned to its former beauty; Tired he was. A smile as bright like the rays of the shining sun.

“Is it something special today?” I blurted out.  Eye to eye, waiting for an response.  He walked through me forward to open the door.

Walking down the stairs with hasty steps, if only he tripped there, we could have been together forever. My greatest misfortune appeared.

A woman.

Standing perfectly with him. Star crossed lovers.

My cursed eyes, which couldn't form tears. No one to hear my silent cries. How he walked her in my house.

The moment she walked in, every steps she took made my heart wrench. Oh winds can you hear it being tear into pieces?

She ducked letting out a itching screech, scared she looked. I like that. The fallen glass beside her. How terrifying it would have been for you.

Every window this house had. In an instant flash.

I broke them.

The home I lived on for years. I protected it. I am so sorry, can you forgive me? I was possessed by Anger. 

He helped her up, holding her close. Trying to play the strong man act, eh? I can see your scared heart. “The winds surely are strong, today!” The lame excuse you tell her.

One arm around her shoulder and the other holding her Baggage. Whispering comforting lies up her ears. I watched them walk up to my room.

Furious, that's how I felt! You are mine, how could you do this? 

If one could saw the look on my face, I'd surely be called the devil. You made me hurt my home. I felt love and you took it away from me.

I am no saint but never did I cause direct harm towards humans. Frightening, that's how they felt towards my precious home.

I chased them away for this was my home. the fact that I am not among the living isn't relevant, this was mine.

My love made me weak. I've learned my lesson. And I am going to teach them theirs now.