Little stories about humans and ghosts
I love my mother. She’s so kind and loving, and can punch a clueless fool who gets in my way to death.
I love my older sister. She’s brilliant and can bite through rumors and gossip with her iron teeth.
I love my younger sister. She, uh, doesn’t smoke or drink, and even does housework sometimes. She’s a good person!
“Anyway, I love my family. We’re a friendly, warm, and happy family.”
“...”
“Waaah, I’ve said everything. Can you take the knife away from my neck now?”
*
After her classmates played a nasty trick on her, the orphan Fu Ying was locked in a cemetery in the middle of the night.
She cried and jumped around, screaming at the top of her lungs. After stuffing her mouth with fresh offerings, Fu Ying spent ten minutes cursing the heavens.
Hard work pays off.
Fu Ying was struck by heavenly lightning.
When she woke up, Fu Ying found three people by her side.
They gathered around her, their words full of concern and their eyes burning with emotion.
“Oh, my daughter.”
“Oh, my little sister.”
“Oh, my older sister.”
They took Fu Ying’s hand. “We’re your long-lost family!”
Dazed, Fu Ying readily went along with them, agreeing without thinking.
After a while, it suddenly dawned on her that she was in a graveyard.
“Uh, having a family is nice. It’s just, well...” Fu Ying hesitated. “Why don’t you have feet?”
And besides...
They didn’t seem to have shadows, either.
Haha.
Well, this is bad.
Fu Ying smiled, sweating profusely.
· A lighthearted little story about family affection
· From secretly harboring their own agendas to becoming willing participants
· Letting loose
Theme: Healing a child’s heart
