Green Girl
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- They say the apartment next door has always been haunted. At an early age, I had been warned many times and without explanation against playing too close to the wall that our garden shared with the apartment next door.
- *sigh*
- Yes, mother.
- Milton, don't go too close the wall.
- One day, my aunt, who had come from the province to study at the college nearby, told me about the story of the green girl.
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- Milton, did you know that creatures in the apartment next door either ate or befriended humans?
- That's so scary! Is that true?
- No, Milton. And stop scaring the boy, Hilda.
- When no one is looking, I leaned our living room wall and listened to the silence next door.
- Hello? What are you doing?
- Wait...Is that a girl laughing?
- Outside, I would hear something moving in the grass, from shrubbery to shrubbery, breaking the stalk of plants, crunching the gravel, and then scampering away.
- I am friend. My name is Milton.
- Hey, come back!
- One day, my new friend stopped to listen, and I could not stop talking.
- I don't have to go to school now, the teachers need a break from us kids. My aunt has gone back to the province. I thought I would go with her, but my mother changed her mind. She keeps saying my father is abroad, but abroad is not any map I have looked in. He has not come back. My mother always pinches me—
- And then suddenly, there stood my mother, pinching me.
- What is the matter with you, Milton? Why are you talking to the wall? Did I not say there might be snakes next door that might bite you if you stand too close to the wall?
- Ouch!
- My mother is a witch
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