Do not forget me

Chapter 20

If nobody can give you justice then, you need to find it yourself. I died in the most atrocious way. I was someone with dreams, aim, and there were lots of things that I did not yet discover in life. But, that's alright because I will make my resurrection: not in my rotten body under the ground but, inside the radiant person just in front of me. Even though I was invited by her, she could not see me. She was taking a nap on her brown round bed with headboard: she wore a slight-waist above knee pyjama,  her beautiful curly hair spread out on her white-fluffy pillow. Her television was not even switched off: she might fell asleep while watching the t.v.

" The young bachelor Troy Peterson was sent to Rosewood psychiatric hospital. He confessed about killing five people in the most monstrous way. A girl was also found imprisoned in a cage next to his victims. His only explanation was that a ghost forced him to do so" announced the informant on the T.V.

I grinned and sat next to my lovely Malia. This body will be mine soon. It was not more perfect than those of Amanda but; I was better than my old body. This corpse will provide me with a new beginning, a new start. I will start afresh- graduate, have a job, make a family.

"Thank you Malia" I whispered into his ears.

 I got up and took the position to invade Malia's body when the door behind me cracked open. An angry old man: with a white medium beard, thick white narrow eyebrows, his fingers curled into the palm and the thumb retracted, displaying a knuckle appeared- father. Behind him was my ex-best friend: she betrayed me, she cannot be friend with me anymore. Maybe I should have killed her too.

"Lisa!" squeaked my father which made Malia woke up from his deep sleep.

"Who are you?" she yelled but, my father ignored her.

" Dad, What are you doing here?" I asked

" You killed innocent people. You caged your best friend and now you are going to steal the life of an innocent" he yelled.

"Because they were obstacles. I have the right to live again," I yelled back.

Temper set inside of me like fire, I snapped the round bed and lifted it up with one hand. My mouth stretched wide open, and I pushed an eternal scream.  Malia fell down on the floor and gazed into the void. She could not see me but I could sense her panic. I slammed the bed on the floor and flew toward her. I was supposed to be gentle with her but not anymore. Father's entry aroused my instinct to hunt and to rebel. She was still gazing at the empty space when I squeezed her throat and started to fusion inside of her.  Half of my soul successfully occupied Malia's body, however, the other half got interrupted by my annoying father.

"Sas parangeílo éxo" my father yelled by pushing his right hand forward towards me. A white light spread out and pulled me out of Malia's body.

"No!" my voice sounded like an iron nail grinning over a metal surface. I lose my temper completely: my barely visible soul turned out transparency black, my black eyes fixed my father with envy while my hair spread all over my face.

" Maybe I should kill you first," I said before speeding up toward him.

"ASPIDA" yelled my father. A green shield enveloped both Amanda and my father inside and preventing the outside from gaining access to them.

"Be a man and fight," I snapped

"You are not my Lisa! I should have never granted you freedom" he made a circular movement with his hand and the shield disappear.

Seeing the shield disappearing, I hurled quickly in the air to attack him. He did not move; I knew it hurt him to see me hating him but he deserved it. As I stretched out my hand toward his heart to snatch it away, he opened his fist and threw some ashes over me. Instantly, it started to burn my soul. It felt like being burn alive.

"What did you do?" I cried out

"This is holy ashes. When ghosts refuse to leave this world, ghost whispers use this ash to expatriate the soul into their realm," his cheek glister with tears.

"This is not over! I will come back!" I yelled out.

I screamed as my soul was burning, this time I had people hearing my pleading but nobody helped. This was not over, I will come back again. This time I will be fiercer and stronger. My soul melted and vanished like burnt paper. My story ended up like a scar in the heart. This might be the end of this time but, I will be back. I swear I will. My revenge will be worst than this time.