One day, I was going through a nearby temple, The day was rainy and windy, So I

was wearing a raincoat, I wasn't in a hurry, but the rain makes me run. That day, I
met her. Golden bright hair, cute face, innocent eyes that could make anyone fall
for, best idol. I was also a man, so I couldn't stop staring her. She hadn't noticed me
till that time but when she saw me, she ran away. I was like surprised what have
happened that such a damn cute girl ran away seeing me. Maybe there is something
in my face, I thought and rub my face with my hands. There was nothing. Thinking
of it as a dream , I said to myself, she's impossible for me. Next day, I was going
the same way, and surprisingly same thing happened again. Same hair, same dress
as before. Also, she ran away when she see me. That time, I like it, but I was the
person like I don't care the shit about other people, so I didn't follow her. This thing
happened with me for about a week. Since it happened for a week in a row, I
abandoned my non caring personality, and thought of following her. The same day,
she didn't appear at the usual place. What is this? I said to myself. She used to come
and when I was thinking about asking her, she was absent. Was she playing with me
or what? It was better when I don't care. Saying this I went back to my home. I took
out my clothes and jumped in bath tub. After bathing, I came out of bathroom and
went near window, I saw the same girl passing by his home. Without thinking
anything, even not wearing tshirt(only in shots) , I ran towards the road. Walk
properly, mom shouted but I didn't pay attention. I went running and finally come
out the door directly falling from stairs. I didn't feel the pain. What was the feeling,
I didnot know, i just wanted to hold her in arms and talk to her. I finally saw her. I
ran towards her and hugged. But what happened there made me shocked. She
slapped me , cried for help saying me a pervert as if she has never seen me. I
became frozen. Some people came and after certain discussion with mother, it was
solved saying it was my misunderstanding. I wasn't talking anything. Mom took me
home and lectured for about twenty minutes, but for me it passed in no time.After
scolding for a while, my mom asked me not to do such things again. What had
happened to you dear, she said. I was still in shock about what happened outside.
She noticed that I wasn't speaking anything as being in shock. she said to rest. I
was still thinking about that when I put my toes of right leg in the mouse trap kept
nearby. Holy crap, I couldn't tolerate it, so I shouted loudly, aargh, ouch! Why the
hell is this trap doin here? Anyway, that mouse trap had made pain for me but in
also helped me freed from that thinking. I finally returned to myself. That day of
my life was spoiled. I tried to search my mobile, but it was drowning in bathtub. I
asked mom for help and thought of cooking food but all food was burned, so my
mom had to cook again. After being bored, I finally thought of going for a walk but
in the road, I got an accident, broke my leg and got leave from home for a week in
hospital.

That day in my hospital also went worse. I was mistakely given wrong medicine
and was forced to vomit all out by the doctor. I was feeling dizzy for the remaining
time. Next day, it was 8 am but I was still sleeping. My doctor came to my room
with my mom. My mom was still crying for me. I forcefully stepped up using a
whatever thing and went near my mom. I said cheerfully, mom, look like I should
use this thing for a week, will you always cry and .... I couldn't complete my
sentences that she hugged me tight. I was in heaven, this is power of mom's love,
looks like my all pain are gone, I was thinking like that. Suddenly she pulled my
ear and whispered, if you ever make me cry again, I will make you do all the work
for a month. I was happy and scared at a same time. I turned back and a feeling
crossed over my mind. It was the same feeling as that day when I first time saw
that girl. My heart wouldn't stop pounding. It was the feeling that no one can
explain about. Pain, happiness, sorrow, no not any among these. It was different. I
felt like that for total three times including then. It was still morning, but doctor
came and told me to return home that day. I took my crutch and returned home.
Next day, someone came to visit me at my home but returned without visiting me. I
even didn't know that until my mom told me about it because I slept in my room
between video games. See son, She told me to give this to you, my mom said in
loud voice thinking that I was wearing my headphone. What was that, I said
without being surprised. Open yourself, she gave me the box. I had a glimpse that
something important was given to me but still I didn't open it. I put it in my drawer
and thought of getting fresh air outside. Within a day, I'd mastered walking with
my crutch. So, I took the permission of my mom and went outside of home.

While walking, I thought about my few past days. (I mostly used to sit in my room,
even sometime forget to eat food for whole day. At school, I used to sit whole
break with my two friends until they got their girlfriends. And now, I am walking
in the streets even on the holidays. I didn't care anyone but liked a girl so much that
wanted to hug her but got slapped instead. All these thoughts come in my mind one
by one. I used to think it as a pain to think these things before but looking back I
was wrong. I think I was just hiding from myself. I wanted to live a peaceful life
with no one interference at all. But now, I think I want all the people around me to
look at me. I need attention of every people. Mainly, I need love....)
ohh, what am I thinking this? I messed my hair. At the same time, one of my
classmates (who was said to be my friend but left me helpless when he got a
girlfriend) called me from my behind. Girls are tough, aren't they, he said. Huh,
what are you talking all this sudden, I replied? What else, just because I flattered
with another girl, she dumped me and went. I was happy with the things happened
to him, but I couldn't show that to him. I just act like showing pity and escaped
from there as soon as I could. He saw my fractured legs but didn't even ask about
it. What a friend, isn't he? We shouldn't make friends that are just toxic to yourself.
Anyway, just forget about him. I returned the same route towards my home. It was
already dusk. Time sure flies away. On the way, I saw my one of the published
stories was on trending. Oh, I haven't talked about that, have I? I am a writer; I
mean I write some story books as well as novels as a hobby and sent them to
publish. Only two of my creation have been published so far. I am not a
professional one but was happy seeing this. Today sure was a peaceful day, I
thought and went home thinking for my stories as I usually do while walking. I
returned home and sat down in the bench in kitchen. My mom was preparing
dinner. My dad was General of our country and my mom was a teacher. Since my
dad passed away, my mom left her job. I was about age of six or seven I couldn't
remember properly neither the incident nor the face of my dad in real. That day, I
totally forgot about the box that I got. I was happy all the time though.
Next day, I woke up early in the morning and sat down to do all my assignments of
my school as I had to go to school now. And holy crap, I haven't done even a little
of it. Surely, I will get punished today, I started to tremble. Look like I shouldn't go
to school today too. I laid down a bit when I suddenly remember that box, I got
previous day. I rolled around the floor and reached near the drawer and took out the
box. Wow, the box was handmade and with some pretty designs. It looked
wonderful. I looked around the box, up and down, side and side. I really loved the
way the box was made. Now, it’s time to open the box, I thought in my mind.
There was a small rope which would untie the box. I gently pulled that rope. I was
so flattered that it looked like I was pulling some rare items in the game. The blue
rope, ahh, I will keep not only the thing what’s inside but also the box and rope. I
wuv them. I finally opened the box. Inside there was a small earring. I was
thinking like are you serious, is this sent to wrong place and many things because I
was a boy and there was an earring of a girl. I kept it inside the box as it was and
went to ask to mom. Mom, who did send that box yesterday!! She said that there
was a girl of same age as mine. She had thought her as my school friend or mostly
girlfriend. So why did not you stop her, I asked her furiously. Mom said that she
was in hurry and was all sweaty. She didn't talk anything rather than "give this
to ...." Suddenly a spoon falls from the table and mom stopped talking and continue
her work as if she knew nothing. Leave it, I will just keep it and won’t overthink,
who cares about it, I thought all these things and went back to my room. Later on, I
focused in doing my assignments and finally completed before the school time.
Phew, I was a lot of work, I said. Then, I went to school. I no longer need crutches
for walking. In school, I am as pathetic as ever. Sloppy in class, have no friends
and so on. I was named as antisocialist slowpoke by some of my classmates. But I
didn't care about it. They don't know my true nature after all, I used to think. But
still somewhere in my heart and in my mind, I was hoping to have fun with my
friends and my girlfriend. Ultimately that day, while I was returning from the
school towards the home, I saw the same girl following me. Firstly, to check
whether she is following me or not, I tried to deceive her. I went in a place with a
heavy crowd and hide somewhere. My doubt was clear. She was really stalking
me. I tried asking her about it but suddenly I remembered that day when I was
slapped. So, I again gave it a thought and return to my home through my usual
route. I won’t even reply even if she called my name, I thought and was walking on
the street. I saw an empty can on the street, and I kicked it with my leg. Oops, it
went straight and hurt someone. I was scared. I hurried over her and said, are you
hurt? I am sorry. I am sorry.
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Unfortunately, she was the same girl whom I had saw the first day. She was who
slapped me that day and following me the whole day today. I thought if she might
not be going to school. After such things happened to me before, I thought of
ignoring her this time. Also, my heart was beating as hard as that day. She was in
my arms though. So, I was blushing, who wouldn't!!! She was closing her eyes for
a moment, so I kept her in a nearby bench and tried to return. Umm, hello, listen,
thank you for your help, she said. It sounded so cute. Still, I hold up my emotions
and without turning to her, I replied no problem and walked. Suddenly, she holds
my shirt with her two fingers only. I knew it would happen because she wanted to
say something. Despite all these, the feeling was very nice. I had seen these type of
seen in some animes and movies, but it’s happening with me in my real life. It
looked like even if she would kill me, I wouldn't stop liking (loving after some
days though🙄🙄) her. Slowly, I rotated towards her. Her face was all red. I now
noticed that she was in the same dress as the first day I saw her. Seeing her face
becoming red, I was also feeling shy. Thanks to my composure, I hadn't thought
any dirty things. She was bowing her head with shyness and me, I was looking
straight on her face, sometimes looking at sideways. And now, it would be kiss
scene usually at a time like this. So, I better be prepared for this, I thought in my
mind. But wait, she didn't even know me, same for me. So how it become this
way!! Must be a trap. Some negative thought also arose in my mind. While I was
still in my thoughts, she kissed me and run away. It was only for a second as only
our lips were touched but it created a whole different fluctuation to my heartbeat.
So, this is how a kiss felt, I thought in my mind, her lips were soft, wasn't it? Now,
my face was red with shyness at a huge
 level. "It can't be, how can my first time be for such a short time! It was wonderful
but it should be of more time😟😟😟" On the other hand, she was already out of
sight. I saw something on the ground. It was same earring as gifted to me. "What is
that earring doing here? No way, is this another pair of that piece? Was that her
who came to my home??" I was full of doubts that day. It was already dusk. I
hurried to the home so that mom wouldn't be worried much. Soon, I reached home.
I did some usual things like bathing, eating, some homework and lied onto bed.
Now, I felt uncomfortable inside my heart. It was like something was missing or
like something I have forgotten about my life.

I am sure that I haven't thought about it, but it happened to me today. She was a
ghost. Oh shit! I thought this would be my first love but with a ghost, I have never
ever thought about it. Like who would and also, she was so beautiful, cute, pretty,
on one side, I was shocked to know that she is ghost, and, on another side, I
couldn't stop thinking about her beauty. Going back to how I knew about that, as I
said, I was forgetting something, she was my childhood friend and my crush from
the beginning. She was two years older than me though it doesn't matter to me. I
think we even promised we'd marry once we graduate from college. It’s like we
were very very close to each other. So how I didn't remember about her when I saw
her? Maybe because she was small from every angle at that time, but the girl who
kissed me was same age as me. (So, she is dead for two years, oh my god!) Also,
it’s because of her twin sister. She has same face as her but opposite attitude. She
was rowdy type (not my type, I love shy girls) and sly too. It’s not like I hate her,
but I don't want her near me. that day, the girl who slapped me was her sister and
the one who kissed me was my past lover. Her name .... oh, it's Kiara. If I start
describing about her, I will write a whole cyclopedia about her and time we spend
during kinder garden to middle school. She was from a rich family, so she went to
foreign for further studies. I was enrolled in normal local high school. I think that
was the time we became apart from each other. She promised to come back again,
but I hadn't seen her in these two years. I thought she was studying and now she
suddenly appears before me as a ghost. Her sister returned from foreign, but she
didn't. Today morning, when Kiyota (Kiara’s sister) come to our house along with
her mother, I found out about it. I think she was excited to meet me after two years,
so she hurried to my room. I was just reading some fairy tales from my childhood
books, she entered to my room. She was shocked to see me. Why wouldn't she? It
was me whom she slapped for hugging. So, it was you? Did you know already that
it was me, so you hugged me? she gave a glimpse. I was surprised too, so I said,
who ... why have you come here! I don't know you and why should I! Mom!!! I
shouted. Calm down, it’s me Kiyota, she said. I gave my mind a little pressure, and
finally I remembered that name. But before that, Kiara’s cute face when she was
small came across my mind. Without talking to her, I ran downwards thinking
about Kiara. She followed me. I knew you would do like this once you remember
my sis. But she isn't here. Or I should say she isn't in this world anymore. I was
very excited to see, so I didn't care about her word at first, but the atmosphere was
different at that room. Her mom was sobbing around my mom. My mom suddenly
yelled at Kiyota, at least think of proper way to talk, she was your sister, wasn't
she? Where are your manners. When the scene and the words finally pierced my
ears, my legs gave up. I fell on the ground.

I was literally in unconscious state at that time. I could only think about how she
and I used to play for whole days. I couldn't imagine that she in the whole world
would die. Maybe her fate wasn't connected with me, but still its worst for her to
die. She was colour of my flower, so how could I bloom without her. With a pale
face, I returned to my room. All the emotions swirled across my head; it was
burning. I couldn't stop either crying or thinking about her. I stayed there for whole
day and fell asleep. Next day, I gathered all my emotions and went to school. The
school was normal, but I wasn't. Also, since Kiyota has returned after Kiara’s death,
she joined the same school as mine. Whether it is coincidence or not, but she was in
same class as me, but I didn't care about her. She wasn't hiding her true intentions.
Her sister is dead, how can she laugh, that bitch, I thought. At lunch break, I went to
terrace. Kiyota followed me but I didn't do anything. My mind couldn't still recover
from that trauma. When I reached terrace, I locked the door so that she wouldn't
enter. I just slept for a while. For a while, but I slept over an hour. Oh, its late, my
reaction wasn't sharp as before. I slowly walked and reached to door. When I
opened the door, Kiyota was still there. She was sleeping there. Maybe she was
waiting for me. But why should I care? I walked down. But again, I can't leave a
girl like that if she has something to tell me. Maybe I will just take her to school
infirmary, I thought. So, I carried her on my back and took her there. As I was
leaving, she woke up. She was not as she was before. She looked sad. Are you
leaving, she asked? Why do you need, I said rudely? I won’t stop you but please
listen to me. Why would I, you didn't even flinch to talk about your sis's death like
a joke, you.... I had just started but she started to sob. I don't know what to do or
what not to do. Sis died in front my eyes, she started. Or it’s like she died to save
me. It was an accident. A truck was going to hit me, but she protected me and died.
I know I am little careless, but everyone acts like it’s my mistake. It’s like I killed
my sister. On the other hand, she was smiling while dying. Don't be careless from
now on, be happy, those were her last words to me. All other people of my family
are sad, frustrated. That’s not the way my sis want right. She was too kind.
Everyone loved her. I was always jealous of her but even though I tried, I couldn't
be like her. I am the way I am ......... She continued. My all emotions rise to my
eyes, and I couldn't stop crying. I somehow controlled myself and sat on a chair
beside her. I thought if I became happy, my sister would forgive me. I can't bear
this. My han..hand, it was covered with blood. I couldn't do anything, she started
crying. She was looking at me. I was bowing my head and silently listening but
when I raised my head and looked at her, I couldn't stop crying. I hugged her and
we both cried. Suddenly, school nurse came near the door, so we tried to act
normal. She came inside and asked what had happened and who was the patient.
She had headache..., I said. Yeah, but I am feeling better now, so I will return to
class, she added. It’s useless, nurse said. Today is half-holiday, she said. We both
greeted nurse and returned to our class. No one was there. It looked like we stayed
up too late.

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We both were silent. I just took my bag and went ahead. She was coming behind
me. We reached to her house. I was confused whether to say anything too her or not
but finally I asked, take care, and feel free to come at my home today. She didn't
respond. I wonder if she listened what I said or not. Anyway, I also returned to my
home. I laid down on my bed and thought about the incident happened at school. I
wondered if her emotions were real or only a fake mask. While I just turned around,
another thing come across my mind. Look like I've seen Kiyota somewhere else
too. Oh, wait, she, that girl who kissed me and run, who gave those earrings, she
was Kiyota, too. But She only met me properly yesterday after two years, how
could she ...., I turned around again, and I saw Kiyota there again. You, I froze.
Why are you here? wh. What are you doing here? Did my mom call you?... I made
rainfall of questions over her. And all she did was a gentle and warm smile. You
invited me, didn't you?

Oh yeah, I did invite her, I thought in mind. But it’s way too fast, it slipped from my
mouth. Why, don't you like me around? she became a little sad. She was whole
different person. I thought I would never care or think about other, but it seems I
can't remove your thoughts. I again noticed her dress. Oh, wait, you aren't Kiyota.
You are that girl who kissed ..., her face was bright red. Ahem, I stopped there but
still I asked another question, why do you look like Kiyota, and why were you
following me? Her face suddenly became pale. She came near me and sat down. I
was laying down on floor. She came beside me and kept my head over her lap. She
kept her hand over my head and messed with my hair. You're too cold, I thought in
my mind, but I couldn't do anything except for being shy and just go along the
situation. She started singing a song, that made me realize that she was Kiara. She
sang a song that my mother wrote for my father at their young ages. We used to
sing that song a lot in our childhood. How did you know this song .............? wait,
you're shy, you've same face as Kiyota, you're always following me, you know this
song, and being with you make me feel comfortable, I woke up and looked at her
face. She was happily crying. Tears fall from my eyes, and my voice become low as
I said, "Kiara, it’s been two years, right? Welcome home."

I couldn't express how much I was happy to see her in front of me. My all cells
were happy to know that she's okay. I hugged her. I couldn't stop myself from doing
so, and I didn't want to. After a while, I regained my sense, and act crazily. I was so
mixed up with emotions that, I kept on asking questions to her. Bu..But Kiyota told
me that you are no more. Every other people are telling the same. I hastily smiled
and said, But I knew you are fine, and we will meet again. I kept on hugging her,
kissing on her cheek repeatedly but she wasn't uttering a word. What happened,
Kiara, I asked her to hold her palms in mine. I am a ghost now, she uttered
painfully. These words made me kneel to ground again. Now I realized that she was
too cold for a normal human. With a worried look, what are you talking about? You,
you are Infront of me, perfectly fine, I can see you, feel you, talk with you. I don't
believe it. You're joking right, I was trying to prevent my heart from breaking down
again by giving hope that everything was alright, but somewhere even there, I was
worried if what she's telling is truth. There's no way you'd become a ghost, right? I
moved my eyes towards her with a desperate look. I am a ghost, I am, I am.
Whether you believe or not, it doesn't change the fact that I am ghost, she became
angry all of sudden. Firstly, I shouldn't have come here. You are such a crybaby,
even my family forgot me in these few days, and you are still crying. And you can
still see me. No one else can either see or listen to me. But now I hope, its better if
I'd not show up and you'd forget about me. She stood up and walked away. I tried to
stop her but this time, I was unable to touch her. I was helplessly sitting on my
room when my mom said, Kiyota had come. I hurrily went to bathroom, washed my
face, and tried to act calm. After a while, I came out and went downstairs. Kiyota
was looking serious while apologizing to my mother about that day. Mom, we need
to talk, she said. (Both Kiara and Kiyota used to tell mom to my mom) She stood
up, caught my hand and horribly went out of house. Where are we going, I asked?
Just come along, she replied. After a while, we reached to park. There was no one
there except for a moving swing. I guess some children just returned to their home
after playing. We sat on a bench. For a while, neither of us spoke but the silence
was broken when she said, forget it. Huh, what are you saying, what to forget? I
was in a tensed mood so I couldn't act calm properly. All the things I said today at
infirmary, forget it all, she repeated properly. Oh, okay, I replied instantly. That's all
you need to talk, I added. No, also thank you for everything about today, she
replied. Don’t mind, I just wanted to finish this conversation and go home, so that I
might not lost my emotions on the park and start crying. I stood up and walked. She
stopped me once again and said, One last thing. Let’s for...... she was saying
something but I saw rather surprising thing out in park. The swing that was moving,
it was moving because Kiara was sitting on it. Ignoring to Kiyota, I ran over the
swing, I mean Kiara and tried to talk. But my words won’t get up to her. It was like
she couldn't hear me. She might be ignoring me, that might also be a reason. Hey,
weren't you listening to me, Kiyota came running? I was saying something, and
you, you ran here. What's the deal with you? She yelled at me. But I yelled even
more furiously, can’t you see, your sister is sitting in this swing. She is angry with
me, so she isn't listening to me. Kiyota replied, who sister, she already died
protecting me, how can she be here!!! There is no one, she continued. Looks like
you have a serious problem caused by this trauma, go, and see a doctor. I will go
home now on my own. She walked towards the bench, took her purse, and ran
away. I was in a little awkward position, but I know if I had to choose among them,
I'd probably choose Kiara. So, I didn’t run after Kiyota. I sit next to Kiara in
another swing, and tried to talk to her, hey, hey, oi, listen to me!! After a while, she
responded. She shook her head and said, I'm sorry. No one can see me except you. I
wasn’t in the place to ask her why or how... but I tried to calm her down. I’m sorry.
She said again, I am sorry for appearing in front of you. I am a burden to you. I am
always giving problems to others. It was better that I finally died but now, she
started sobbing. I didn’t know what had happened in all these years when they were
in foreign, but all I could guess was that she went through a lot. I tried to act mature
and said her to talk later and go to my home because it was going to be dark soon.
She stood up. I along with her, went to my house. My mom couldn’t see her. I know
its improper to ask, but I was wondering if she could pass through the walls of
houses. No no, leave it for now. We went to the room, and I took a huge yawn and
jump to the bed. She had stopped sobbing for now. Without facing her, I said, it’s
fine, you don’t have to tell me everything just now, take your time, but as a friend
or maybe as a person who liked since childhood, I have the right to know. She
didn’t say anything. And I didn’t have the courage to look at her. Now I’ve finally
said it... now. when she’s ghost. But it doesn’t matter right, I’ve read a manga where
human love with extra-terrestrial being. So, I can love Kiara. The fact that she’s a
ghost doesn’t change my love for her. While thinking all these things, I got asleep. I
woke up next day and took my mobile. To my surprise, it was already three days.
Oops, I was asleep for three days. Mom, I yelled.

Why didn’t you wake me up for all these three days... I was asleep this whole time.
Mom replied, what are you talking about? You weren’t asleep. You were gone on a
trip with Kiyota yesterday. You came home late and so you woke late. What, I was
surprised. When did I go on trip, and with Kiyota? There’s some misunderstanding
here. Suddenly I remember Kiara and ran upward. She wasn’t in my room.

Huh, what is happening here? Where is Kiara? Where are my memories? I don’t
remember a thing. I kneeled. Slowly but all fuzzy memories came in my mind.
Don’t fear, I reside within you, my love. Ahh, your beautiful body, all of you is
mine now. I couldn’t tolerate and I fainted. I woke up after a while. I stayed calm
and went outside immediately to meet Kiyota. Where are you going my dear, a
voice came from my inside, I couldn’t understand a thing. In my mind, I asked, who
are you again? No answer. Kiyota was outside, are you ready for today, she asked. I
didn’t know what she was talking about. I said the same, I don’t know what you are
talking about. Huh, weren’t you the one who called me here. And with a little shy
face, and all the stuffs we did yesterday…