by Sometimes » Tue May 23, 2017 9:41 am
She visits every night. She is a ghost of a green sorbet that has passed away some time in 2010. Visiting her old relatives and friends from dusk to dawn for seven years. When she leaves in the morning, she says "Sorry!" followed with another word, but that word is always cut off, some say the cut-off word is "dust" considering she turns into dust when she leaves, while others think it's "bye". Nobody knows, and nobody will ever know.