CAN A SCAR EVER BECOME A SKIN AGAIN?
I was in the kitchen when I heard the sound of the doorbell, immediately I told my younger sister to check the door for the visitor. As she got to the door, I heard her scream "ghost". I rushed out of the kitchen only for me to see Phoebe my elder sister's friend who everyone thought was dead. "Aunty Phoebe". I called her name to know if she is truly the one standing in our living room. She moved closer to touch me to dissuade me from alerting the neighbours. My sister was also astonished, before she could say anything, she hugged her lost friend. Though they had fallen out few months ago , her friend still means a lot to her. "Phoebe". My elder sister called her name once again. "I am alive. I didn't die. She assured my sister. "Your disappearance is mysterious to me. We all know that Ray loves you dearly. So what happened?" My sister continued with curiosity boldly written on her face. Phoebe took a deep br