I've always been deserted by my family and classmates because of my behavior.

Do you think they exist? Did you ever notice?

Some things are better left unknown than acknowledged

Ever thought if they exist

mom always told me that I shouldn't be scared at home because if one scares at home they would come for you.

I was not trying to act or neither was interested in them.

It happened in my second grade, it was raining heavily

It won't stop.

Sitting on the last bench near the window where I can turn back to look at the landscape. I always had this thought about what would happen if we stared at something that feels eerie .

What would be the outcome. Something changed that day, something that wasn't supposed to be present came true.

As I looked at it, it became more visible.

A man in his late seventy started to appear trying to enter the window. Suddenly,he started to make a sound as I watched him from the corner of the window. He said ' ' someone calls my name!'

Someone..... his voice was bizarre. I suddenly called him by saying Mr Uncle what happened?

I was innocent I didn't know what was happening

I was just trying to communicate with him, he was not a person. He suddenly turned his neck and looked at me, and suddenly I collapsed.

The next day I woke up at noon puzzled what happened yesterday? Mom told me I had collapsed due to low pressure and I should care more about my health.

I know exactly that wasn't the truth. My mother seems to hide something from me, but I didn't think much and left for lunch. My room was downstairs, and I have to walk through the long corridors that seem more like a maze.

My family has a long history of being a monarch.

The place where I live with my family is one of the villas that my parents inherited from my grandparents. I'm the only daughter of the family

I have two elder brothers, but we don't talk much with each other. They are cruel and greedy for wealth and attention.

As I walked past the doors, I felt so cold as if like it

It was winter in the middle of summer.

The whole villa was quiet as there were no lives

I tried to call my maid who took care of me , but but she wasn't responding. It seems like I entered a different world. I tried to run as fast as possible but still can't reach the stairs. It seems lie I was trapped. I cried with my head down. My eyes were red from crying too much, and I was tired. Suddenly I heard a voice calling for me. For a minute I thought it was my maid, but as she approached the voice seems to disappear. She was coming nearer to me but her voice seems farther as an echo from the back of my room.

so I tried to look at it .

But I was already at her hand, she has been holding me this all time, so I call her name miss Marie, but she didn't respond . She just hummed.

Suddenly my body became paralyzed. My voice!!

I can't make a sound. Miss Marie isn't breathing

All I could do was roll my eyes. She seems to be much longer than before.... no!!!!

She's not her... at that moment all I could do was pray... I was shaking, my body seems to have become much colder than before.

I can't feel my legs, my hands I can barely move my fingers and eyes..

I was desperate.. no one was there to save me.

She won't let go of me but continued hummed.

At that very moment I knew I mistook my maid for

something that wasn't supposed to be there.

Then suddenly I saw myself from a distance , she was taking my body, and I was dead.

But suddenly she dropped my body and was crying in an inhumane way. The dark corridors became bright and I was disappearing.

My mind went blank, and I returned to reality.

My maid was holding me crying for my safety.

This time I came back because of her faith in God which I did not realize. She called for me. She was holding me tight though I remain emotionless

She brought warmth for me for the first time.

She called me continually though I was looking at her.

Suddenly I make a sound saying Miss Marie. It's me why are we on the floor? I said with my eyes as death. Then told her to take me down the dining room.

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The next day I tried to smash the mirror which was hanging upside down as a child .. I know nobody would believe my words even if I try to talk.

I hurt myself... I could hear children laughing behind that mirror which makes me irritable for some reason.

I was barefoot my eyes were injured my hands were bleeding almost like I was bathed in blood.

By that huge faint voice... all the maids rushed to the room, they were shocked at the same time some whispered that the child is possessed.

I laughed so loud for the first time. I didn't laugh

since I was born it was the first time I laughed but

I didn't laugh because of happiness but because of people standing near the mirror. I was mimicking their laughing....

It wasn't pleasant.

Father never cared for me all he saw was a creepy child who won't respond to emotion and mother she was the only person who would interact though she wasn't that kind she would try to talk

When I was in danger.

Miss Marie called my name and tried to call me towards her. She would call me a little miss…

I remembered her calling me a little miss when she was introduced to me by the family Lord(father).

I was taken aback by that memory...

I said hey miss can you hold me… I seem to bleed

She rushed towards me and held me.

. ....... 15 years have passed since that incident. .

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It's been 15 years since the incident…

I've been living at the house where I can do all the things I want.

My father bought this house for me ...

not because of love but because of being burdened. I'm living alone with this strange man

He seems fine since he won't disturb my work.

sounds funny, but I have my own job.

I can live on my own without my parents' charity.

It all started when I could control my own desire .

desire to kill. I love the smell of fresh blood.

I'm working as an Exorcist. But not as those from churches.

I have something that those people don't have I can control those people who have passed away.

I can communicate as long as their death is mysterious.

A man with his four men came for my seek, they came unannounced. But that was just a normal day as it has always been. I don't have my job card

But I'm well known for solving mysteries.

The man with gray suits, he sits down opposite of me. He had this smell of blood which is known as Y type.

Y type blood means :he who killed more than twenty in a year.

The blood smells sour and bitter.

I told him that his blood reeks of narrow darkness.

That man laughed out loud as if it wasn't true.

I smirked at his laughed. He told me he wants to be free from a dream.

I told him that all he could do was wait for his body to rot away as.

That man stopped his laughed and was shocked

by my words.

He promised to grant me any amount of money if I cooperate with his demand. .

I told him that I won't accept his demand no matter what the situation is.

That man with his bodyguard left by saying you would regret my decision.

I never take any steps that would endanger me since I've experienced worse due to negligence

So I know what I'm capable of though I lack sensing the whole world.

..... one week has passed since that man came.

I don't care what happened to him, but I know his vengeance spirits would visit me because the house I live in is a pathway to all the spirit.

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Ever heard of death drop silence not even an animal would make sound yes that is.

Every month in the middle of 12 it's neither past nor present that's when the door opens for some reason the surroundings become soundless.

The fog would cover the entire house and surroundings except for my room.

That's the reason I'm alive. If we could feel the presence of them, they would know and try to take us with them. Remember never to make eye contact with them because they can sense us and won't leave till we fulfill their needs. Not every spirit is vengeful some just want to leave but couldn't, so they try to search for the living who can see them.

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