It was raining, and there were fewer people
on the street.
I got a taxi. My head was spinning. After
telling the driver my address, I leaned back
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and tried to rest.
The driver was wearing a hat and nodded.
I don’t know how long it was, but I woke up.
I realized that the road was becoming more
and more remote. It wasn’t the way back to
my apartment!
I panicked and slammed on the window.
But the windows were locked, there was no
way to get out.
“Who are you? Stop the car, I want to get
out!”
He chuckled softly. He didn’t say anything,
but the car went faster.
I frantically tried to make a call, but the signal
was blocked.
Soon, the car stopped, and I was dragged
out.
It was a hillside, nowhere near any houses or
stores.
The man was strong. He threw me to the
ground.
“What do you want? To rob me?”
But he didn’t want money. He grinned, and
there were two scars on his face, which
looked horrifying in the flash of lightning.
He reached out and grabbed me by the
throat.
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“Mandy, why do you have to steal everything
from Brittany?”
“She is so pitiful, and you are trying to
seduce her man.”
“You deserve to die, a slut like you!”
His grip tightened, and I could barely breathe.
Brittany?
He was coming to her defense. Was he the
crazy ex–boyfriend that I had heard of?
Before she met Chris, Brittany had had a
boyfriend she met online, the man apparently
loved her so much that he took out loans to
fund her spending. During that time, she was
spending money like water!
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But she didn’t like him, and she wouldn’t let
her family meet him. She just dumped him
after using his money.
“You are misunderstanding…”
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But he wouldn’t listen to my explanation. He
only believed what he wanted to believe. His
eyes were stubborn and crazy.
I tried to fight back, hitting stones on the
ground, making my head spin.
He suddenly snapped, looked at my face, and
his gaze was obsessed.
“Brittany, my Brittany…”
“Let me have you.‘
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My clothes were being ripped off. I was
trembling in fear.
No!
No!
I’m not Brittany. I didn’t steal her man.
Why was this happening to me?
I had already suffered enough while I was
alive. Did I have to go through this in my
death too?
I desperately tried to kick him, but he pinned
down my legs.
I couldn’t move.
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“Brittany, you need to behave…”
The devil’s voice echoed in my ear.
My fingers, trembling, touched my phone, and
I quickly dialed the first number in my call list.
Mom, save me!
I beg you, please save me!
I waited and waited.
But all I heard was the sound of the call being
rejected. So weak under the heavy rain.
The man noticed, smashed my phone, and
then began to punish me more cruelly.
“You went to another man?”
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“Why? What’s wrong with me?”
“Slut, slut!”
He went insane. He picked up a stone and
started hitting me.
My body was destroyed, blood splattered
everywhere.
So painful!
So painful, Mom!
Blood was everywhere, and I couldn’t make a
sound. My tears mixed with the rain.
Finally, in infinite despair, my life was gone.
The Ghost’s Return
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Perhaps it was some blood–based instinct,
my soul went home.
I’d been watching them these last few days,
my heart cold as ice.
Brittany was coming home soon. My mom
was happy as she went out to buy groceries,
planning to cook a delicious meal for her
daughter and son–in–law.
