Someone P.O.V

“Can Sir?” My whole world was crushed when I heard her saying those words, I looked at her again and wanted to ask what just she says? “You asked for drinks sir, what do you want me to put in a glass or just in the can?”. Now I heard it right, I thought she said cancer? How did she know I had cancer?

Hi, this is part two of the story… You can read this and jump to the first chapter of the story. The boy who wishes to see the ghost

I just nod at her and she walked away. Just a minute she gives my order, I don’t have the plan to stay any longer here, so I packed my things and goes to the place I need to be. Like what I just planed.

I sit on the lane I need to be, I need to flight now, I must visit my homeland, where I was born and be the place where I will die.

Weeks? Month? Or Days? I don’t know how long it will take but I am somehow ready for what will happen to me, I did a good job I guess and God wants me to rest now, that’s what I know. I know he has planed why I was here, and why I need to be somewhere at the moment. I need to be just the man, not a coward of what will happen tomorrow.

I sit, we were inside the plane right now waiting for more passengers so we could have our travels now, someone is catches my attention; he was just a sitter just in my side. Is he smiling at me? I just smiled at him, he was wearing a black eye-shade.

“Hi,” he said, “Are you human or a ghost?” I wanted to laugh at him, why does he think I am a ghost?. “Does ghost also here at the plane too?” the young boy curiously asked. I felt something special to him, he seem nice to me and there is something that attract me to asked him what is his name? “Nice to met you!” he just said. Now I know what is the reason why I felt he special.

That smiled remind me of the angel in my dreams, now I really felt the thing now.

This happened every night in my dream. I am in the familiar place, my childhood resident house and I am standing in the field of green grass then somebody came from the heaven he was smiling at me, every night that gives me the best slept. I memorized his face, the angel now I seen him again now it’s not a dream anymore.

“You’re Gregory?” I asked again, he smiled at me that’s makes me again smiled. How do I know his name? There is a name in his shirt like a tag.

There is something weird happening to him, he was sitting at the window yet never I seen him looking at the skies. Yeah, I get now what is the meaning of angel with his face, we will two met the skies. Is this destiny? Is God was put me to be with him?.

“Can I tell you a secret?” he said, he was really mysterious. There is inside this boy that gives me more eagerness to know everything about him. “Will you agreed that you won't tell anyone?” I laughed and I know he heard it, but his mood changes so I said sorry and promised that I will listen to him. “It’s about me and the reason why could hear the ghost”.

Now I understand more and more, he asked me for he wanted to verify if I am a ghost or a human.

“They said I am a poor boy because I am blind!” I was frozen when I heard those words, the same when I misheard the “Can sir!” to “Cancer”.

You were not a poor boy when you were blind, you're lucky for you to have never seen how ugly the world is, how poor the humanities are, and how people destroy the beauty of the world. You were not a poor boy for you were rich in loved and blessing, you were not a poor boy because you had a fruitful faith and that makes you wealthier than the billionaires

“They said I am ugly, because of the colour of my eye” that’s why he was wearing the dark shade for the entire time.

Your eyes weren’t ugly, hows did the people see you, that was ugly. Those people who can see clearly but have never seen the real beauty is much more be called blind. They are blinded in the fact, and they were seen just the what devils see, not the angels.

“My Mom said, I am a special boy!” Now he smiled,

Yes, you were special and your mother was lucky too to have you in her life.

“What does the blind meant? Are we not all blind? Could you hear those ghosts too? Or just it’s me?”

Dear Readers,

If you haven’t read part 1 please make time to read, this is part two of three. There is part three waiting and you can spoil what you think will happen next to the story at the comment, thanks for reading.

Chapter One: The boy who wishes to see the ghost