My little brother is afraid of the dark, so I always accompany him to pee at night. “I see scary ghosts, but they vanish whenever you’re around. I feel safe.” He once said with an innocent smile. I only laughed; there’s no such thing as ghost.
But one night, I realized something.
“Wait for me outside, don’t go anywhere; I’m scared!” My brother asked before shutting the bathroom’s door.
Just then, I remembered that I died a week ago.
So ghosts, maybe, are real.