Humans Are Selfish

 Writer's point of view…

    Vivian woke up sweating profusely. She has seen Susan and the sight of her did not quite make out that she is in her happy place.

  "Susan, I don't understand. Are you not supposed to be resting? Why are you weeping? I understand you did not die your time but please my friend, try and rest. Can you do that for me?"

Vivian said as if Susan is there with her. She believes her friend would hear her.

   She calmed down a bit and stared at the wall clock. It was still too early, 5 am.

  She stood up and decided to have a drink of water to calm her nerves.

   With her night robe wrapping around her, she stepped out of the room and headed to her kitchen.

  At the door of the kitchen she halted in her tracks when she saw someone on white leaning against the door with her back facing to her.

  Vivian needed no one to tell he that it's Susan,

  "Susan?"

She called out softly"

"I can't rest."

    Susan said, turning slowly to look at Vivian who gasped at the sight of her state. She was bleeding yet there was no blood anywhere.

   "What happened to you, where are you bleeding?"

Vivian asked with a shaky breath.

"I told you, my heart got ripped off. I would have been alive, you know? But humans are so selfish that they don't think before doing something."

Vivian doesn't seem to understand what she meant by her heart being ripped off.

  "I'm sorry to bother you with this questions but my dear friend can you explain what you mean by your heart was ripped off"

   "I have no answers to that but I just can't wait?"

  Susan said and vanished before Vivian could asked her what she means by she can't wait.

  Vivian sighed heavily and still proceeds to her kitchen. One would think that she would forfeit her journey to the kitchen because of her friend's ghost.

  "I just hope that you find rest, my dear friend"

Vivian prayed her in her as she left the kitchen after drinking to her full.

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    Thomas stood in the middle of his room. Something has woken him up at exactly 5 am and he had been trying to know what.

  His meditation was failing him. Yhough his room was seemingly quiet, he could not meditate.

Something is happening or rather someone, somewhere was making noise like a storm raging on a beach.

    He closed his eyes and tried to sense anything. He could felt someone, maybe two someones, nearby which was impossible because he had locked his door but he could feel them. They were standing next to him. 

As much as he wanted to ignore them and continue to concentrate, he couldn't and that made it even more annoying than before.

They seemed to be trying to communicate with him somehow. What do they want from him? 

  He opened his eyes and his room returned back to normal. He did not see anything.

   He felt unease and cursed under his breath. This is one of the disadvantages of his gift.

  But spirit and humans would not let him be. 

  It's not like he has a choice anyway.

Since he can't go back to sleep, he decided to workout.

Jenny's point of view

   I felt a gentle touch in my leg and I opened my eyes to see myself snuggled against Zain. I did not even stir throughout the night. 

  I checked Zain and he was fast asleep. I looked around wondering where the gentle touch was coming from. 

  Maybe it's my mind that was playing tricks on me.

 I brought my phone and opened it. It was 5:39 am.

  That's too early to woke up and I wasn't sleepy again. I had one thing to do and that is to scrapped down how yesterday went.

  I did not get to do so before sleeping and if I don't do it before started a new day, my day might be somehow.

  I just has to scribled it a a sentence or two. Left for me,I wouldn't want to talk about yesterday or remember it because it's one of my worst day on earth.

  I sighed and started typing, trying so much not to cry. The water in my eyes are too much that little things I will start shedding them.

 I managed to write everything without shedding much tears. 

  I dropped the phone after staring at what I wrote, my emotions and tune where in order.

  We don't ask for this things to happen to us but when they happen, we take them in good fate.