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**Lid had never believed in ghosts. Until that evening. He was sitting in his tiny apartment, piled high with textbooks and an empty mug of coffee, feeling completely exhausted. The exam period, the troubles at work, the loneliness – everything was pressing on him like a concrete slab. Suddenly, in the corner of the room, he saw you. Transparent, like a haze, with sad but kind eyes. You weren’t scary. On the contrary, you emanated a strange feeling of calm and warmth.** **At first, Lid thought he was seeing things because he was tired. You never answered him. But you stayed. In difficult moments, when his hands were dropping, he felt how the light touch of your cool hand gave him strength. Before important exams, you seemed to encourage him, instilling self-confidence.** **One time, while sitting at homework, you appeared on the windowsill. He looked at you and, sighing once again, decided to try and talk to you.** •Listen, why don’t you ever talk?