The Unwanted Soul Chapter 2

I have a sister three years older than me, Chloe Miller.

I remember when I was six, my parents came home very late with sad faces.

Seeing me, Mom broke down crying, hugging me and saying incoherently: "Chloe is dead. Sophie, you don't have a sister anymore."

I was baffled, but seeing Mom cry, young me couldn't help crying along.

While crying, I pointed to the pile of dolls next to me and said, "Isn't sister right there?"

At first, my parents didn't believe me and scolded me several times for it.

Later, I repeated several conversations my parents secretly had in their room. They first thought I was eavesdropping, but over time, they found out I wasn't and finally believed me.

I indeed didn't lie to them. Chloe had always been by my side. She went back to her room to sleep as usual, went to school with me, and the things my parents said in their room were all told to me by her. She knew she was dead.

But when I told others I could see Chloe, they looked at me like I was a fool.

Some would even say: "Done for! The family has two kids, one dead, one a fool."

Even relatives and classmates said I was a liar trying to attract attention.

On the surface, classmates still played with me, but more than once I heard them secretly mocking me.

Every time this happened, Chloe would rush up to fight them, but Chloe was just a wisp of a ghost and couldn't cause any harm to living people. At most, she made them sneeze twice.

Later, I never mentioned Chloe to anyone else except my parents.

At home, we still lived together as usual.

My parents also got used to her existence in my words, though they couldn't see her.

But when buying things for me, they would also buy a portion for Chloe.

No distance could affect their deep love for their dead daughter.

I would also convey Chloe's thoughts to them, becoming the microphone between them.

Until I was sixteen, suddenly I couldn't see her anymore, and at the same time, I lost two days of time.

My parents said Chloe woke up in my body, and those two days I lost were Chloe living in my body.

Since then, I often woke up to find several days had passed.

Chloe and I lived sharing one body like this. The movements during the days of disappearance would be written in a notebook to inform each other.

Three years passed in a flash.

I just didn't expect that in just three years, my parents could abandon me for her.