It was wishful thinking of mine. Something I dearly hoped but not dared to be explicit about."I told you. If I become your neighbor you will have a crush on me." Lucas smirked."...." He was right. I did really have a crush on him, haha."...But you said to me that I am not easy to forget. How come you don't notice I am that little girl?""Hey, are you really blaming me for not relating that snotty little girl back then to you? You are so young when I met you. Your teeth haven't completely grown out yet. How would you expect me to relate the bloody ghost to that naughty little girl?"Besides, I am right. Even though I only spent a year with you and a week of my summer vacation, I did not forget about you even after you and your mother moved out."Lucas makes sense. He did not really forget me. The little girl still existed in his stories. It seemed like I am really an unforgettable person, heh.But there was a question in my mind. "Do you know why we moved?"Lucas lowered his eyes, "
"Kelly!" Lucas shook my shoulder. His grey eyes looked at me worriedly. "What's wrong? You suddenly blanked out."I shook my head trying to stay sober, "There was just another memory..."Lucas squeezed my arms gently, "You are trembling. Perhaps we should stop for today."I looked at my quivering hands. I did not even realize that my soul was trembling. Was I too shaken up by that memory?I closed my eyes as I tried to recall that scene, but perhaps because I recovered a bunch of memories today I felt my soul so tired. Just trying to recall it made me dizzy.This doesn't make sense. I am in my soul form, so why did I feel so tired? Perhaps....battling my subconscious self over that piece of memory made my soul exhausted?It was plausible. But I found a piece of very important information in that fleeting scene.There was another person beside me and my mother...I looked at Lucas, "In the time you are here....did you notice anyone besides me and my mother? For example, my father?"
A/n: This chapter is fixed. Thank you for waiting. Please leave a rating on the novel. Your ratings and thought will be very much appreciated. *** I agreed with Lucas inwardly. Although I don't know the whole identity of this so-called father of mine yet, the fact that he might be the source of my unknown fears tells me he was not a good man. From my memory, all the warm and fond memories came from the moments I was with my mother. Even the times when I cried and blamed my mother for being too strict with me, I consider them as warm memories. My mother, who I learned named Ally, truly loves me. She was beautiful, kind, and warm. I really admire the way she brought me up. The more I found out about her the more I become proud of her. However...there was a pang of pain accompanied whenever I tried to recall her face. That nonexistent pain made me feel a sense of foreboding. As if something bad was going to happen. I was just hoping that these good memories would last long. But
I don't know where it began. I was too young back then to notice anything. One day, on my way back home from school, I saw some neighbors on the same floor surrounding my mom. A fat woman was holding my mother's hair and pulled it angrily as she cursed. "You slut! You seduced my husband! Because of you, my family is going to be ruined!" My mother did not fight back. She was brought up in a prestigious family and never suffered a violent fight like this. She doesn't know how to counter-attack. She tried to calm down the fat aunt before her. "Please calm down. We should talk about it calmly." "You want me to calm down?! After my husband told me I was not even good as you, you want me to calm down?! You seduced him, you wench!" She pulled back my mother's hair hardly causing my mother to yelp in pain. "Agh! Please stop! I don't know what you are talking about! I never seduced your husband! He is the one clinging to me and I rejected him many times!" "You slut!" The fat woman ro
The broker that my mother entrusted with her apartment suddenly ran away with the deed.I don't know how he got it from my mother. But the payment never arrived. My mother tried to relocate him but as if he suddenly disappeared into thin air, we could no longer find him. Even the police could not find any clues about him.That was the first big hurdle and the start of a series of unfortunate incidents. My mother's bank account was suddenly hacked. It was done by professional hackers since even the bank could do anything about it. The group that hacked my mother's account was merciless. They emptied out all the money and chose the appropriate time and incident so the bank could not be held responsible for the hacking. The blame fell on my mother's side so we could not ask for compensation.Although the bank gave us a meager amount as 'help', not compensation, it doesn't compare even a little bit of what's in the account.Money years of worth were suddenly gone in a flash. My mother w
I opened my eyes as memories flooded in me.I felt like I unlocked a huge part of my memories causing me to get dizzy.Memories were only images, but to me, it was accompanied by my emotions and feelings of that time.The sudden changes in our lives...the way we fell to the bottom and got trampled all over again. The anger that I held back from the setbacks that were thrown our way, a continuous hurdle that never gave us a break, those hard and difficult times plow us deeper into the pit...they appeared one by one putting a thousand-pound weight on my chest. As if a forceful hand kept pushing us into the corner, submitting me to be hopeless. I felt the sorrow, the sadness, the false hope....the struggles between those encumbrances.It was all coming back to me.I clutched my chest. Complex emotions drowned me at once.Now I understand...why I locked these memories. Now I understand why Lucas wanted to take it slow.It was truly....heavy and too much.However...I don't want to forget
I stood in front of this grave like this before. There was no one who came to offer condolences or send off my mother beside me. In an old black dress, under the rain, I watched over the grave day and night, unmoving. As if consoling my mother that even though I am the only person who sends her off, my sincerity could make it up for her.The skies might have sensed my emotions. Dark clouds gathered and heavy rain poured.Under the pouring rain, I smiled wretchedly, trying to lighten up my trembling voice as I bid her farewell. "Mother...the skies are even mourning for you. It must be heaven's last pity."My tears continued to fall. I am glad for this rain as it could cover my tears. My mother won't be able to see it."Life is truly difficult for us, huh? You may rest first. Don't worry, I'll come to you soon."My motivation, my goal, my life...all seemed hopeless. The darkness had caught up to me. Swallowing me whole.At that moment, my whole world collapsed.What's the use of endu
.... I stared blankly at the familiar school. Wasn't this the school that we always visited when I was young? In a certain office...we visited 'that' man. I immediately understood what my mother wants me to do. I did not ask questions before why we moved out of the house or why I haven't seen that person for a long time. But growing up, I kinda understood it. My mother and this so-called father divorced. My mother must have had a difficult decision when she handed this to me and ask help from the man who cruelly abandoned us. I was full of complicated emotions. But if I backed out now, I would have trampled my mother's sincere effort for me. After I handed the form to the registrar, I was led into the President's Office. There was no one there. So I waited for a long time. The room was still the same. Although the couch had been replaced with a new one and there were some added new furnitures, the layout of the room brought me some memories. When I was six years old, I would