It is my ability to see the souls of the dead, my mother told me that it is a gift but it feels like a curse that I will bear until I too became a soul.
Sometimes I can see them wondering around, and then I don't see them anymore, maybe they
are done here on Earth maybe they did go to heaven or hell, but from what I heard, after 9 days a man with a black suit will visit them and talk to them and then they will walk no more,
others that did not go with the man will suffer here on Earth and forever will they be driven by madness and they will become vengeful spirits whose intentions are to hurt humans
because they are jealous.
It was hard living this life, anyone beside my mom thinks that I am cursed or something
everyone thinks that I am unlucky that everything I touch will bring bad luck, just because of my ability.
One day I was driving from work, I was in a rush because it's already midnight and the roads are dangerous during midnight, then suddenly a flash of light strikes my eyes and then it went black.