I got this really bad feeling lately. I don't know how to describe it, because those who have never felt it will also never understand. It is like a mess in my head. The mess that I can never clean up or hide somewhere deep. Because it will be still in me. I can try to ignore it, but in the end it will anyway show up, darker and worse than before. And it can never get better, you know. It's so depressing - the fact that I can't be fixed. Doesn't matter how much I try.

There is something wrong with the world. I started to see my mother again. But she is dead. Is she a ghost or something like this? She has to be some kind of witch. She told me, I can bring her back, but only, if I will do really bad things. So I have to choose. Do I really want her back?

Hello Everyone! This is my first story on wattpad, please ignore any spelling, grammatical mistakes or punctuation and any other errors, I have a problem with that. I have a bad habit of not read proofing it so. This was not originally my first story, I have another story which I am wondering whether to publish it or not. Anyways if you want to vote, comment, share then go ahead! I will upload some more chapters hopefully! Thank you :) After my Ma and the old man’s death, I couldn't look at anyone in the eye anymore and even my smile has become awkward. After their death, I have been living with a grudging aunts, I knew it was burdensome for them I received some money to go and get a place of my own and I did at age nineteen. I meet my good ol’ friend, got my own house, I got a seat in school, I have job, yeah all is going good as I left the town has it? Ever since I have moved I feel like I am always being watched by someone, Maybe I'm being paranoid..