I GHOSTED THE WRONG GUY

Cold and quiet night. Cool and fresh breeze. Peaceful and no people. Shining stars sympathize with their only friend that gives light on this night, the moon.

I slowly applied my hand to the clear and clean water of this river. I could feel the gradual touch of cold on my hand causing my feathers to grow.

"I don't remember anything," I whispered into the air. "I don't remember a single one of my being."

My eyes crawled to the sparkling river water due to the reflection of the moonlight that beautifies and attracts it. For no apparent reason drew a very bitter smile on my lips.

"Of the twenty-six letters translated into the alphabet ... not one of them, I don't even know which one was used to form my name."

I am a woman. I know that. I know a lot about the world I live in today, so much. But why in all other things is that identity of mine is the one that should disappear from my memory? It's been a few days since I woke up and I've been wandering around this place and to this day that's still the question that swirls in my mind.

Ever since I landed here I haven't been able to leave anywhere because for me there is nothing more peaceful in this place that even though I don't know how I got here, I think I'm a homeless person.

Soon I was suddenly stopped in my tracks when I heard the intended crash of a race car where the concrete bridge was designed to make way for two separate lands in the middle of this river not far from where I was sitting.

Arrogant.

I would have just turned my attention back to the meditation but I have never been able to hear the noise again in that direction. This time the noise doubled, even more, there was a mixture of screams of people, songs, cars, and so on. I watched the passing happy people on the bridge, they had a lot of lighting that added beauty to what they were doing.

It's not annoying because I enjoy the fun that takes place there. Maybe it's not bad to go there and have fun, isn't it?

At the thought of that idea, a silly smile gradually came to my face. I didn't waste any more time and I ran to that place. That modern bridge was too high for me to possibly accomplish the goal immediately but the frustration within me was immediately dispelled when I saw a steel staircase that was the solution to my problem.

When I managed to get there, as expected I was greeted by the satisfaction of the people currently still passing in the middle of the bridge. It's not narrow in this place, there are just a lot of people here so it's crowded.

I, on the other hand, am just here on the side where I can still breathe while happily wandering around. I think there is something special in the middle of everyone's excitement that even when they take pictures there is no respite.

It's just amazing that I don't even seem to have a presence with the people I'm with. Not paying attention but they got me trampled on, they are still malicious and if you look at normal people, they would have apologized earlier.

"Just slap that, son!" suddenly shouted my nearby ale. "Mommy is so proud of you!"

A girl noticed the rage of ale next to her, "What are you, mars, this is Santa Cruzan and not modeling!"

Because of what the ale said, I squatted down just to see the middle and I just laughed softly when I confirmed that Santa Cruzan is the perfect one.

The line just kept moving forward, I just kept following them until I just noticed that this place was no longer familiar to me. Each division has decorations, there is a place where children play happily, many also sell what-ifs and there is a church that is more colorful than all. But whatever it was, I only confirmed one thing, we were in town.

I let the line go straight ahead and pulled away to watch the children playing in the distance because it was a secret that they got my attention more. It's fun. It just makes me lose my appetite because there are so many cars passing by.

I was about to take my eyes off it but when my eyes caught the boy crossing alone while the attention was on the food he was eating, my whole being stopped and my eyes widened when I saw the big car which passes where the child walks. I no longer wandered around and hurriedly went to the child who still didn't care about the world. The boy was within my reach, and as I pushed him hard, the car horn sounded, signaling that I was about to be run over! Out of fear I was not able to leave the seat and only closed my eyes, covered myself, and sat down, waiting for it to pass me.

A few seconds of waiting passed but surprisingly nothing ever happened to me. I opened my eyes nervously and there I stared at the car parked right in front of me which I later stopped because of its dazzling lights.

The sight went in front of me where I noticed there were feet wrapped inexpensive shoes. Out of astonishment I just stood up at the same time as my eyes spontaneously crawled in front of this creature. A man leaned forward in his seat as one of his hands gestured to the driver's hand, a signal I knew was done to stop drivers.

He saved me!

When I accidentally looked into his eyes I was suddenly taken away slightly by his startling looks. Straight and serious, does he seem to be questioning my presence? In other words, is ... deadly.

But I don't care. I am very happy now because my life was saved recently, it was almost deprived and he was the only one who noticed my presence.

I drew a sigh of relief to have the courage to thank the future. The nervousness is still inside me because of what happened earlier. Nakakaloka.

"Thank-"

"My God." The line I was supposed to lie on was cut when an old woman appeared on the man's side, who was already in a daze. "Thank you so much, son! May the Lord bless you. Thank you so much for saving me."

The man took his eyes off me and just stared blankly at the old man. At that moment my brain seemed to stop working. Does that mean he can't save me on purpose? E, what about now? And at least, I was still saved. I was lucky with that chance.

When I saw that the person in front of me was looking at me again, I just opened my mouth again to speak but the word I was supposed to say I could not continue when he walked straight to where I was standing. I felt dizzy that even I was able to step back because of the way he stepped and the way he looked directly at me it seemed like he didn't care even if he bumped into me.

What's going on? Is there something wrong with the head?

It seemed that something had stepped on my feet so that I could not move when he took just one step between us and when the man took the rest, panic enveloped my system with the unexpected witness.

W-What's going on ?!

What I thought we were going to collide with, everything I thought was destroyed when my own two eyes saw him slowly penetrate me! That incident happened so fast but it kept recurring in my mind!

Those around me momentarily disappeared from my sight. Fear and trepidation swept over me as I slowly examined my hands, my totality.

Pale hands that seemed to be lifeless, white clothes torn, dirt stains, and bare feet that were already covered in dirt.

These features ...

At that point, it was only then that I realized that what I now see in myself is exactly the description of the creatures that others fear, the nature of the soul!

"No, no. It's wrong!" I was about to step my feet away but I also stopped voluntarily when the car went straight at me and as I expected it just penetrated my body ... it just penetrated my body as if I was just air in this world.

Am I right in saying I'm just dreaming? Or I'm just really scared to accept the fact ... I'm a ghost.

"This is a pathetic ghost. Tsk, tsk, tsk. "

When I heard that shrill voice behind me I immediately wiped the tears from my cheek and faced it with astonishment.

This child ... he is the one I rescued in the big car just now. The child in front of me now is so round that even his cheek will inevitably pinch in the imagination because of the tension. His peg looks like Paopao.

It's just shocking because until now he was still holding his food. It still has a trendy sigh and shakes in me. But that doesn't matter, what I want to know is why he sees me.

My eyes widened as I looked at it. "Y-You're also a ghost?"

Suddenly I bit my lower lip for a moment to realize the meaning of what I said as if I accepted a ghost.

In an instant, sadness drew back to my heart. Should I accept that?

"Hey," he sighed. "You couldn't push me before and talk to me now if I wasn't a ghost-like you."

"Yes, what ..." Gradually my eyes widened again. "During the few days, I wandered around this place I thought I was just a homeless person with Amnesia in this personality."

"Am-ni-sya?" wondered its question.

"Amnesia. Your memory loss of things. "

When I picked up my answer, I saw the clarity on his face. "When I hear and also based on my experience, that's what happens to souls, their memory is erased of their self-identity," he explained, he was still enlarging the opening of his mouth but it was sharp and only a very small voice. coming out there. That's when I saw its crooked front teeth.

"Hey, what's your name, kid?" I have another question.

"Ute. My name is Ute. "

I looked at the toddler and frowned, "'Sus, you're fake news. Do I think that based on your experience, he will lose his memory? "

"My real name is not Ute. The souls I meet just called it to me so that's what I called myself, "he explained again.

"How long have you been here?"

I thought about it first before I answered. "It's been a long time but I don't know the exact number."

"In that case, you have a lot of ideas on the ins and outs of being a ghost." To align our eyes I sat down. "It's just confusing ... Isn't it when you're dead, it's straight to heaven? W-Well if you're a bad person, you'll go straight to others. "

As the toddler shrugged, he chewed on the chicken thigh, which I noticed that he hadn't been able to reduce before. "That's also what I had in mind when I found out that I was a ghost who only knew about food."

At this point, I sighed, "Is that really how you feel until you realize you're just a ghost? Seriously, that's why people here don't care about me because they can't see me. "

He made sense and said, "Even if you don't become a ghost, no one will care about you, especially how you feel!"

"What?" Because of its response, my forehead suddenly twitched.

It turns out that this child is shocking. There is more to learn. But in fairness, he has a point there.

"Just kidding!" he was still grinning, which just made my face bitter.

I looked at the food he was holding when in a flash it disappeared like a bubble. Out of shock, I even pointed to his hand that was just holding it earlier.

"How-"

"That doesn't matter anymore. Come, I will show you something. " He pulled my arm while I was running because I was standing up and I just pulled for the child's wishes.

I still close my eyes every time we pass by people passing by, expecting to hit each other. I noticed that we were going straight to the Park where the number of people doubled.

I didn't ask any more questions and just dragged this boy away. I don't even know what to do because what's happening now is so debilitating, or am I right to say I'm still weak? I don't know, do I know if souls don't have such a disease yet. Do I know if they are numb, nothing should be felt?

My goodness, kindness, sweetness, kaines, lumihes sa lababong panes! This is shocking what is happening in my life.

When we finally got in there he walked slowly, as well as when he let go of my hand.

Many of him and his family enjoy it. Lots of lighting and decoration added to the beauty and infectious fun of the place. This is fun and comforting.

"Do you see that," I later heard him whisper to me while still pointing at the place he was referring to.

I immediately bent down to stroke his hand lightly. "What a child you are. Do not point at night. I'm telling you, you'll be enchanted. "

"Eh?" he was still shocked. "I'm a ghost and I'll never be enchanted!"

"K-Even!" I swallow insistence. I ignored it and just looked at what he taught. "What's there?"

The woman who was just sitting on the bench while focusing on her phone and the woman with her who was just staring at it did not attract attention.

Hashtag Boring Much.

But in a flash, my forehead suddenly wrinkled, "But it looks like the other one was creepy. Why would he just stare at his companion like that? "

"It's because she is ... she is ... new life ghost, like you!" he still speaks English to me, and he stutters. "In short, a newborn ghost!" proud of its addition.

So, he is also a ghost.

I couldn't even respond when I saw the action of the woman we were talking about as a toddler. He tried to hold the hand of the person next to him repeatedly but he was unsuccessful.

"What you felt before as if you were alive and you did not yet realize that you were a ghost, is what new living ghosts will feel as well. They are unconscious like a baby until they wake up to the truth. "

I'm not even in the woman's place but I know and feel the sadness. "Can't a ghost handle things in this world? Isn't that ... being studied? "

It just shrugged as he even released his tiny snout in response, a sign that he didn't know either.

"All I know is that it is forbidden and impossible because it is impossible. Unless you are him, "he replied.

"Who-"

"Hush!"

I would have asked who he was referring to but I could not continue because he covered my mouth with his small hand.

"I'll show you something else," he added and pointed at it again but before that, I widened my eyes, something he just scratched his head and I laughed at it like crazy.

I glanced to the right and at this point, a man was standing while also facing his phone and two girls were playing at his feet, two children circling him while running happily.

"Who among them is the ghost there?" I asked confused.

"Those two kids running."

"It is unfair. Why can't I determine which of those I see are ghosts? They look like lives. Kaloka 'yan. "

"It's fine." It bothered me and I was still confused. "That's normal in our eyes because they are our kind because what we see in the teleserye is not true. All you have to do to find out if it's a ghost is how you feel. That's all, it's so easy. "

I stopped howling and just looked at that place again. At the man's place the wind suddenly blew softly causing its feathers to stand up, he even hugged himself and easily left that place. The two stopped playing and giggled at the same time.

At this point, I was standing up straight. I noticed the weak laugh of the mischievous person with me.

"That's my favorite thing to do ... To feel!" he said while still rolling his eyes at me as if I needed to be scared.

I was just shaken by their nonsense. "Kids really, tsk."

If it was just me maybe, I might have fainted earlier in the middle of the fun here. These children don't choose a place. What if their victim has heart disease. After all, it's just a hint and not a ghost.

"I still can't tell you much about us because I'm too lazy to speak, maybe next time."

After he said that he walked over to the empty lawn and sat down there. I followed it and sat down as well. I was not surprised when he had his food in his hand again and he was currently chewing it.

"And one more," he added. "People are also leaving and soon this park will close."

"What time is it?" I asked but the look was far away.

"It's going to be midnight."

"Weh? How did you find out? "

It did not respond when suddenly the loud sound of the bell coming from the church rang around, signaling that it was already midnight. After a while, the number of people gradually decreased, and the vendors also closed, so the light decreased. The surroundings became even darker when the lights in this Park were turned off and only the Street Lights were left open, at the same time the bell stopped ringing.

This time I identified who the wandering souls were in this area. Like the two of us with this toddler, they just hang out where they want to go, and the others go for a walk. It was chilling, it was exhausting to watch them. Scary.

Because of the trembling I felt, I just hugged my legs and moved closer to the child with me who had nothing else to do but eat.

To reduce my fear I just looked up to see the shining stars and moon. This scenario is still good, and comforting.

"You know," I began. "I still have many unanswered questions."

It burped before I responded. "Like what?"

"Next time. You are tired, señorito! " I spoke sarcastically while still emphasizing the last two words mentioned. "You, I notice, you don't have the respect to talk to me. E, just in appearance, the size of our gap. "

"Edi, what else is your question, sister?" its answer with emphasis as well.

Because of my impatience, I couldn't help but stare and look at him. "Maybe when you were still alive, you were a spoiled rich kid. You're so young. You look old! "

I heard her deep sigh with a smile of sweetness, "Ate ... what are your questions and I will answer them ..." he answered again but now with mixed respect.

I admit it was just forced but I suddenly felt elated, like I had an instant sibling.

"All right. You're in for the audition, "I joked. "Hm, just one thing I'm wondering ... Why are you holding and eating a chicken thigh when you're just a soul?"

"I don't know, sister. But the experts in my situation concluded that it might have killed me, so, until my death, I still carried it. " His chipmunk-like voice grew sad as he still stared at the food.

I stared at this poor boy. Eventually, I slowly brought my hand to its head to pat. "The cause of your death is serious. Don't worry, whatever the real cause of your death, you will also get justice. "

"Chicken justice? Are you kidding, sister? " Suddenly he giggled I stopped.

"Tsk. Better yet, let's just put it to sleep. I've been drowsy before. " Because of what I said, I couldn't help but yawn. "... where can we learn-"

"Sister ..." he interrupted me. "Souls never feel drowsy. We were not ordered to sleep. We are awake 24/7. "

My two eyebrows met his insult, "Ha?"

So, what do you call the drowsiness I'm feeling right now?

"Apart from drowsiness, we are also not ordered to eat because we do not feel hungry. Except for me who will be with this chicken for the rest of my life, even a few meals will not be consumed. " After that, it even bit into his food.

Instead of contradicting what he said, I just leaned my back behind him and looked up again. In an inexplicable feeling, I was just blown away by the wind and turned a blind eye.

"Ute." That was just the first time I called him by his name.

"Yes?"

"Can I? What could be the cause of my death? " Gradually, curiosity enveloped my whole being.

What could be the reason ... why I just became a soul?

The next day I was unconscious, I just turned around from lying here on the lawn of the Park. I'm already sitting and I still can't open my eyes because I'm still drowsy.

As I ruffled my hair I even enjoyed yawning. "What time is it?"

"I'm here! It's afternoon, sister! "

"Hm." I first tasted the dried saliva in my mouth and narrowed my eyes when I immediately looked at the angry pig. "Oh- you're a pig!" Because of my shock at Ute, I finally stood up and woke up in a trance. "What?! Will you kill me in a panic?! " I said annoyed while still holding my chest.