3 Wandering Spirit

When I was a child, I faced a lot of horrible things. That's when I realized that having weird supernatural powers is not so good. Perhaps I am the only one who wants to enter an ordinary world from a fantasy world.

I don't want any supernatural power.

Most people want to be able to do extraordinary acts. For example, they want to have eternal life or wish to have the ability to read other people's minds, like me. But I do not want to.

Until an hour ago, I thought that I could get to paint without any noise or disturbing events and then go to sleep after a long time.

But everything fell apart when I saw Maggie.

It is not interesting to see the dead.

Seeing a dead person in the world of the living people has several meanings.

The first is that he/she is not dead, and that person is lying about his/her die, which is really scary. Someone who weaves such a lie will definitely be able to do anything else.

The second is that his/her soul is still wandering in this world.

When a soul is left in the living people's world, it means that it has either not yet died or is doing things that it did not have the opportunity to do when it was alive.

Evil spirits or vengeance are also created because of this reason.

Maggie was a kind, happy, and kind girl. I read her mind many times, and one of the only times I regretted not reading anyone's mind was when I heard Maggie had killed herself.

Maybe if I would meet her and read her mind, I could understand what was in her mind, and perhaps I could stop her.

But I did not see Maggie, and even if I did, I couldn't read her mind because of Agnosia.

You need to know that before I got Agnosia, I could read people's minds very involuntarily. But after this disorder, I have to want to be able to enter the minds of people.

Maggie was standing next to my canvas in a denim jacket and black pants.

Suddenly she turned to me. I could see her face clearly. I had seen her husband's face in the movie this night, and now I can see her face.

I had seen ghosts before—definitely, Maggie's soul is there, not herself.

I did not want her to know that I noticed her presence. If spirits understand that you have seen their existence, they will not give up on you. Maggie, however, seemed to have already realized that I had noticed her presence.

- "Hello, Aiden. I always knew you were different from other people."

I could hear Maggie's voice. In the blink of an eye, she threw herself to me and looked straight at me.

- "I was lost and looking here for a long time. I haven't been able to find this home since the day I left."

Maggie was talking to me, and I couldn't even be afraid of her.

- "Aren't you afraid of me? Today, as I was looking for here, as usual, I subconsciously heard the sound of the sea waves, and a light from afar brought me here, next to this painting."

I did not know what to say. I could only ask: "Do you know that you are dead? Why did you stay here? Do you know that it is bad for you if you stay in this world?"

- "I can not get out of this world. My legs seem to be locked here. I do not even know why did I die? After a while, I realized I was no longer alive. Aiden! Why did I die? I had to go to work, the last thing I remember."

Maggie did not know why she was dead. Most people who die at once become like this. But she had committed suicide by injecting the medicine, and she did it by herself. She even wrote a letter. I said to her, "Maggie, you killed yourself. Why did you kill yourself? You loved your life."

When I said this, she suddenly cried. It may be hard to imagine a ghost crying. But it is better to know that we living people also cry by our souls.

Maggie was as beautiful as I could remember. Imagine an American-Asian girl with big eyes and a sexy physique.

I was sad for a moment that she was dead. All that passion, beauty, hope, and vivacity disappeared at once.

Death happens to everyone, even for those who have eternal life, there is a way to die, but fatalities like Maggie's death depress me.

- "I did not kill myself. Why should I kill myself? I was pregnant. Where is my baby?"

She put her hand on her belly and looked at me.

Maggie was not pregnant when she died. That is, at least no one knew she was pregnant. I tried to caress her shiny hair. It was so cold that I was sad about the cold. "But you were not pregnant. Nobody knew," I told her.

- "Jonathan knew. I told Jonathan."

Jonathan, Maggie's husband, was the charming man whose face I could recognize in the wedding movie.

Maybe it was because of her child that she forgot everything.

For a moment, my heart burned more for Maggie. It was not her husband, mother, friends, or even child who lost her, but Maggie, who lost them by her death, and who was now drowning in her own loneliness.

Maggie took my hands with her cold hands and said:

"I did not kill myself. I knew I was pregnant; I wanted to tell my mother this news and make her happy. I wanted to be a mother like my own mother. I am afraid of this world. The more it goes on, the more everything turns black. I forget all my memories. Scary spirits are following me to bother me. I want to get out of here."

Maggie, until she cannot free herself from this world, cannot go to the afterlife.

If her deadline to go to that world expires, she will wander in the world of the living forever and may even become an evil spirit.

I did not want to involve myself in supernatural matters. But Maggie was a girl I had known for years. What should I do?