"Daddy, do you believe in ghost?" asked me on an evening to my dad. He raised his eyebrow and asked me back, "not really, where did you heard about ghost from?".
I said our maid told me about it a week ago. He stared at me with wide eyes, "son, our maid has been passed away a year ago in the accident! You survived but she couldn't" he said.
I was about to explain when someone opened the front door and cheerily yelled, "Daddy...we're hooomee!!".
There stood my mom in doorway, her hand was full of grocery bags. There's someone else with her, a little creature who looks identical to me. I could see daddy's eyes getting wider and wider. He stood up from his chair and walked slowly to mom.
"Daddy don't! He's not me!", I screamed, but he didn't listen to me.
"What is it, John?" asked mom as she saw dad's confused face. He didn't say anything then hugged the little kid who looks just like me.
I then walked to them as I had to tell them the truth. "Dad, mom, he's not me! That little creature is not me!!" I tried to speak to them as loud as I can, but they didn't listen to me.
Dad looked back at the chair I sat before, frightened, then spoke to mom, "nothing dear, I just thought that I saw...uh it's nothing".
He then helped mom with her grocery and held the little creature's hand then walked to the kitchen.
There's nothing I could do, I've lost my only chance to tell my parent the truth, to tell them that I didn't survive at that accident with our maid, that the little creature was not me, he is NOT their son.
---THE END---
Surabaya, 10 May 2015
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