The Mediums Help

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The long-haired girl was pushed from above, she fell right on the last step. Her crying broke even more and sounding so painful, but some of the teenagers who were up there were laughing. They were happy to see Juwita being tormented.

Aldi - a boy with an unbuttoned school shirt. He grabbed Juwita's long hair so that the girl immediately got up and was taken away to class. Several girls followed behind, they were still laughing happily as if they were seeing a fun attraction.

Aldi pushed Juwita to the down near the feet of the girl who was sitting on the table. The girl smiled evilly, her expression looked so scary.

"Laura, I'm sorry about the accident," said Juwita, crying. Her disheveled hair with her ugly face made Laura come closer.

Laura put on a sad face while stroking the top of Juwita's head. "I just want to play Juwita, nothing more than that. I just want to hear your screams, and the sound of you crying. That's all, no more."

"No, this hurts Laura. I beg you to stop, don't make me suffer!"

"But we haven't seen each other for two days, you don't miss me?" Laura asked, she still gave an eerie smile. "I miss you so much, even more than you know."

"She after complaining, Laura." The girl with curly hair smiled mockingly. "Complained to the police just now, but we found out."

"OM-Goodness, Juwita the kindest one, dares to complain, huh?" Laura cupped Juwita's face for a few seconds before she pushed her aside.

This time blood came out of Juwita's nose, and it made everyone in the class laugh out loud. Laura shone a flashlight on Juwita's face before giving instructions to Aldi to lead the girl towards the back wall.

The curly-haired girl had turned off the classroom lights, and now only moonlight provided minimal light. Aldi pressed Juwita's head against the wall, and occasionally he hit the poor girl's head against the wall until her face bled.

Juwita cried begging for forgiveness. The screams that sounded pitiful never elicited any sympathy, they were still laughing happily as they talked. Juwita felt excruciating pain in her face and head, and now she feels that her energy is drained.

Unable to bear the weight until finally sitting on the cold floor. Laura got down from her throne which was quite high, approached Juwita so she could examine the bloody face. "This is already useless, is it better to throw it away or not?"

"Throw it where?" Aldi frowned in confusion.

"There's a window, just throw it in there quickly!"

"Seriously?" Abel - girl with short hair in disbelief.

"Seriously, hurry up and push!"

Aldi gulped, he thought of the cause and effect he would receive for this. He quickly found the cloth he used as gloves before lifting Juwita's small body, while Abel helped to open the window using her feet.

The sound of something falling from above made Tere look down from the balcony, she was quite surprised to see a familiar girl in her memory. Blood was everywhere, and the sound of screaming from above made her look up. She was surprised by the face she saw, Tere rushed to run.

She climbed the stairs quickly, her heart beating faster than usual now. She could even feel that even though she was dead, it was as if she had come back to life with a million hopes that were starting to appear.

The big door she opened so quickly, but there was no one in the classroom. The room was so quiet with neatly arranged benches, as if there had never been any activity in there. Tere ran to the window, she looked down again, and there was no one there. There was no blood or bodies of girls she recognized, and no Silva in the classroom. Tere chuckled in annoyance at the bad luck he had gotten.

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"Don't!" her eyes were wide open, her heart beating irregularly. Silva woke up from her sleep with a shocked face. She saw Juwita still sitting down there, the ghost gave a confused and scared look.

"Sorry to surprise you, but there is one more story that I haven't told yet," said Juwita, feeling guilty for waking Silva up in the middle of the night.

Silva closed her eyes for a moment, she reset her breath to stabilize. Her uncomfortable sitting position changed to leaning back, not forgetting the mineral water on the nightstand she drank a little. Now she was ready to listen to Juwita's story, she gave a warm smile and a small nod as a sign of readiness.

"You still remember about the girl ghost in class? The Dutch ghost you saw that night."

"Dutch ghost?" Silva tried to remember, but so far she had never seen a Dutch ghost at school.

"You've seen the female figure at the teacher's table before running away in fear. She was the one who closed the door and went berserk," said Juwita.

Silva nodded as soon as she remembered, she just found out that the female ghost was a Dutch lady. "No wonder that face is different, I never thought that she was not native at that time."

"Her clothes are different Silva, you should have known from the start. But she is terrible, so I don't think you will feel at home looking at her for long. It's so terrible that her eyes turn red." Juwita sighed, she got a little closer until her hands could touch the soft mattress. "She is the one who has made me invisible, and who has locked me up with other friends. We are not allowed to go home."

"Then why are you here?"

"When you guys saw each other for a while that night, she started to change her mind. She allowed me, and a few other spirits to go. Some chose to find another place where there were no attendants, so they wouldn't feel intimidated. Meanwhile I asked her to let you can see me."

Silva never thought ghost life was so complicated. There are village chiefs everywhere, and they are terrible. There are even those who have great power, and are the most feared. The ghosts who don't have powers like Juwita can only obey, and remain silent.

Silva took pity on the weak spirits, but she couldn't just help all the spirits. Even now he knows that not all spirits have the right to return home. They had to ask permission from their own village head so they could go home without causing war.

"I can go home asking for your help, but she has time to give. I beg you, please help me as soon as possible because I don't have much time!"

Silva thought for a moment, she was again confused about the help she would give. Still struggling with her own mind that never has a way out. Silva sighed faintly, she looked back at Juwita for a few moments. "You have a grudge?"

Juwita shook her head with a slightly surprised expression. "No, I don't have a grudge against the bully. I just want to go home, but to be honest I did..."

"You haunted them all?"

"It was, but not anymore. I swear to it."

Silva nodded in understanding. "Tomorrow I'll help you get home, but whatever answer we get tomorrow, please don't bother me anymore!"