Providence

Alone

That was indeed unexpected. I just happen to bump into him. For me, that was really embarrassing. Now, what will he think of me? Earlier, his hands travelled to my hair, particularly on my bangs and I had the feeling that he was going to rake it out to have a better view of my face. No way and that'll never happen.

I had my long bangs with me for a reason. . .

Well,

Do you believe in ghosts? Well, I do. At first, I didn't until I saw one. This just happened recently.

I was blind. Well, not really born blind, but I became blind during an accident. I have lived in darkness for quite a year. Then after an eye operation, everything happened in an instant. After the doctor rolled out the bandage that covered my eyes, an unknown and unexplained figure suddenly appeared on the door.

The figure was white and it was floating. Suddenly, I felt goose bumps rush up my skin. I asked the doctor if something or someone was at the door, but he said, none.

I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me, but no.

I have been seeing things that do not belong to the reality of this world for quite sometime now. And to have some peace of mind even if it's temporary, I let my bangs grow up to my nose, hoping not to see things like that again. Still, I'm not used to feel and see strange phenomena right before me.

My former place just happened to let me feel like shit scared so I decided to transfer at Gramm University. And this was already my month of stay here.

I have never encountered strange things there, but who knows? I hate surprises but I'm preparing myself if I ever see one there. Ghosts are everywhere. Ghosts are souls although they are invisible to other people. But why can I see them?

I may ask, why me?

Of all people, why me?

I had to admit that I didn't actually believe in ghosts before but now, I really do. Even if don't believe in them, when my grandpa describe it to me, he always say that they are scary.

Now I know what they look like and I know what it feels like to see an actual ghost.

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The next morning, I woke up and I was having a crazy thought that something crazy is going to happen. It would be better if it's just only my imagination and I'm thinking I would better stop reading horror stories.

I quickly took a shower and cooked myself a meal. But because of my long bangs, I couldn't move easily so I decided to clip it to the left side. I almost do this at times like this but I never get out looking like this.

After eating, I washed the dishes, brushed my teeth, and combed my hair. I decided to tail it up in a low ponytail to my right side then I got out of the room with my things.

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I was walking to school and reading ghost stories at the same time. Why am I reading ghost stories? It's because I want to know the different feelings of people if they see one, and literally, I am a person who can sense ghosts, too. . In the middle of my reading, I felt something strange like someone was following me. I looked back, but saw no one. So, it's my crazy imaginations again, huh?

 

I walked and walked and walked again, faster than the normal pace of walking until I reached the campus gates. I felt kind of relieved that I was here. But then, there's the weird feeling again, like I'm being watched. I tried to ignore it and went to my locker.