A Born Talent

The ghost flew over around the place and then Estelle felt the cloud-like hands that wrapped around the back of her palms. The ghost hummed, "Let me see, it's been a while since I do this."

"How long while?" Estelle asked curiously.

"Twice your age add with another fifty years," the ghost then brushed off, "Normally humans can't see ghosts."

"Why can I see you then?" She thought the ghost had a power that allow them to be seen, perhaps her hidden talent. But it seems that not everyone can see ghost as easily as Estelle had done.

"You were once in border of death and live," responded the ghost, "It allows me to help you see me. Anyway back to the most important issue on hand. Now close your eyes and think of your most favorite place in the world."

Estelle tilted her head and closed her eyes.