After the day, I ran away from the house.. to search, for why... after my death... my soul is still roaming.
All I heard from the priests is after death the soul emerges in God and only those remain on the earth whose wishes were not completed or the ones whose soul is cursed.
I knew I died at an early age, but I had no wish to be fulfilled... so for me... there were more chances to be cursed.
My fate took me to a church. There was a priest. Disappointed I knew that he'll too don't listen to me.
As I took my steps back I heard a voice calling me. It was him saying," My dear child, I can see the pain you are facing. Don't worry! Jesus will help you in your way."
He gave me a pendant and said," It'll help you in searching for your good."
At first I was confused but at last I knew... my fate is not that bad I thought of...

To be continued...
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