She couldn´t help it, she knew it was wrong, but seeing that baby getting killed by his father seemed really amusing to her. The father had planned this for a few days, and Mia had followed him all the time. She couldn´t be seen, felt, smelled nor heard, it had been like that for a long time. How long? She didn’t know. The point was that she was finally seeing how this man, Karl Spooks, was executing his plan.
He had kidnapped his kid with the help of some friends, and Mia had really enjoyed the way in which they almost killed the baby´s mother. Now, the only thing she could do was to laugh while that foolish kid cried. Mia found really amusing how the baby thought that crying would help him. He was only using valuable air while his father was trying to asphyxiate him with a bag.
Suddenly the baby´s heart stopped, the night became silent and a rush of new emotions came over the ghost.
-Noooo! She screamed into the night.
A tread could be heard, the man knew something, or someone, was close. He ran into the woods, thinking no-one would ever know.
But Mia knew she needed to do something. She had been watching for too long. But what could she do? She was merely a ghost, in decades she had never been able to interact with anyone. In fact, she hadn´t felt like this in decades as well.
She waited there for hours, or maybe for just a couple of seconds. Suddenly, her attention was focused on a fragile butterfly hypnotized by the moon´s light. And in that moment, she remembered. A smile appeared on her face, now the one of a teenager, not a child. In a few minutes she was right in front of the man, but this time, he could see her…
Karl was petrified. That stunning girl and those stunning eyes, they were doing something to him. He didn’t know what –But you sure know why. Her voice was frightening, the voice of a ghost, of a murderer.-Yes, I know what you are thinking. I haven’t done this in a long time, but I remember I always enjoyed it.
-What are you talking about?-You don´t need to know. Mia wasn´t even listening, she was thinking. What had she done to that pitiful man? What was his name? Alex? She didn´t remember and, actually, didn’t care either. Her last victim had being an awful man, and because of that, she was sent after him.
-Why don´t I torture you for a minute? Maybe experiencing a parent´s love will do it. She didn´t know how she had gotten her powers, but she had. Mia kissed the man´s forehead and Karl instantly fell to his knees, sobbing. –Just five minutes ago you were smiling over your son´s body, why are you now crying Mr. Spooks? She knew why, the man was now feeling the remorse of killing his own son. Of course, he was feeling the remorse we would feel if he had loved his son as much as he was supposed to.
-I think the remorse will do. You will be dead by tomorrow Mr. Spooks. After saying this, Mia threw a knife next to the man. Then, she returned to being that little girl, unable of feeling anything but happiness. The girl looked at the moon, then at the forest, but what she found most interesting was that crying man kneeling close to her. Mia sat down, giggled, and waited…
Somewhere out there a fragile butterfly died from the desperation of not reaching her goal.
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