(Ghost, A History)
The day I saw her I realize what it is like being a man. That day, my kite stuck on top of a tree- I climbed and unwillingly fall in front of her!
That day, I became something more than a teenage boy-
She gone- gave me a blessing momenta. I don’t know how I reached on top of the tree. I spent- don’t know how long there- the sun gone too. It was time to come down-
And I came down so fast. Dropped from the tree again, unwillingly. My neck couldn’t tolerate the shack. I died. With heart full of love-
I’m a ghost ever since-