I always wondered why people hated Mondays. Mondays are beautiful. A fresh new cycle. It was a common version of New Year's Day. Mondays were a teaser of all the things that can happen. And as we now know, a lot can happen in a week. I can testify to that.

I woke up on Monday with a smile, happy to be finally done with the stalker business. Finally, I knew what was happening around me. We, mortals, have always been afraid of the unknown. I didn't want to be afraid anymore. I wanted to try new things, see new things. Who knows what else exists out there, just beyond my reach.

So, when I saw a spirit above Ms Linton's head, I didn't blink an eyelash. Just smiled and rolled with the wave. Sometimes in life, we need to do just that.

--------- Authors Note--------

🎉🎉First of all, HAPPY NEW YEAR!🎉🎉

This is the end of the decade, but another decade awaits us in 2020. Who knows what might happen in the future. But that's the exciting thing about the future, anything and anyone can happen. This story started as a little idea that I got bored off, but then my friends encouraged me to continue. And that leads to another story that will (hopefully) bring a smile to whoever reads it. 

So thank you for that Ghajana and Aniqa (Yes, they exist.) Without you, this New Year's story would not well, not be a story. It would have forever remained as lonely idea at the back of my notebook. And thank you xnafiisax for your support! Your comments really encouraged me to finish. Especially since you refused to read it until it was finished due to your hatred of cliffhangers.😂

Love y'all,

❤👻Naz