‘It’ came to visit a friend, a friend who as it turns out, is dearer to her than she thought. Life, and its travailles, had put the miles of modern life and its entanglements between them. So while sitting at a cafe, sipping luxuriantly on the latest coiffed apparation of the trendiest drink, it caught her by the surprise when the bad news arrived with an old aquaintance.
She wasnt an expressive one but a tear rolled agonizingly slowly down her right cheek as the aquaintance told of their common friend’s losing fight with the ghost. It wasnt the sort of tear that relieves & allows emotional pain to find another home. It was the sort of tear that conatined the acidity of fear, the pain of emotional memory, and the realization of her own vulnerability.
Ghosts have the ability to make the strongest among us surrender to the very same tear along our right cheek.
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Pain is a visitor to many
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