GHOST
GHOST STORY
The incident happened on a winter night in 2012, late December or early January. I was working at an ISP call center at the time. It was noon when I woke up, so I was a common sinner of the 5:00 PM to 1:00 AM shift. Like other days, it was 1:50 AM when the office car dropped me off in front of my house. My grandparents have heart disease, and making any noise at night is forbidden. Almost as silently as a cat, I opened the collapsible gate on the ground floor and went up to the fourth floor to my attic. Rice was covered on the table, frozen beef and thick peanuts. I finished the rice in two minutes, took off my clothes and shoes, and sipped some water. It was 2:06 AM, midnight for many and the beginning of night for me. As soon as I got out of the car, I noticed a moon in the sky, sparkling like an overturned silver plate. Wrapped in a sheet, I stood on the roof, lighting a fire on the head of a goldleaf. Next to the house is the vast sand field of ASEAN City, sparkling in the moonlight, and as a bonus, a random northerly wind. With a flutter of happiness in my chest, it's on a night like this that people post on Facebook, "Life is Beautiful. I was so lost in myself, I came to my senses with the flick of a cigarette on my finger. After pinching myself a few times, my head cooled down a bit. I turned around and walked home.
