Devil's Word

Chapter 11: Why don't you peel the eggs and eat them

Emma Hatthaway was in no mood to continue watching the movie that was playing on television. She kept thinking about what she had just seen.

She involuntarily raised her hand to touch her back. Her back was unharmed. There's also no sign of damage.

Emma Hatthaway's afternoon passed in vain.

At night, she cooks and eats alone. Grandma brought some apples, and after eating, she had to run to study because she had a math test tomorrow.

She was studying when she felt a cold wind blow on the back of her neck. She immediately felt that the woman seemed to visit her again. Emma Hatthaway was calm as usual, continuing to study. Despite a cold bony hand placed on the back of her neck.

"Hey, this hurts, get off my back." Emma Hatthaway shook her head as if to avoid the hands.

"You dare avoid me." A long voice rang out, it wasn't time yet so she couldn't see the woman's figure.

But because of the cold and the wind, she could tell where she was.

"Let me finish my review, then do whatever you want. If I don't do well with my homework tomorrow, my parents will let me out of the house." Emma Hatthaway was still studying hard, paying no attention to her.

"Ha ha, are you going to get kicked out of the house? Then I have to quickly kick you out."

So the whole time she studied, she had to concentrate very hard so as not to be distracted by that ghost. Since it was not yet the time of the zodiac, she could not do anything for her, she could only use her voice to try to influence her.

At midnight, while studying, she suddenly felt a cold hand grasp her ankle. She pulled her leg and she fell to the ground. Now she could clearly see her body.

Emma Hatthaway's eyes widened. She hadn't gone to bed today but she was able to influence her. Having been in the mortal world for so long, can ghosts practice some techniques?

"Hey Emma Hatthaway, you were scared in the afternoon, weren't you?" Her hand still grasped her ankle and asked.

"Yes, how do you know?" Emma Hatthaway was like a young rabbit threatening to tell the truth.

"Ha ha, there's something about you that I don't know. You're young and green." A creepy smile appeared on the woman's lips.

"But do you know who the two of you were in the afternoon?" Taking this opportunity, Emma Hatthaway also asked for the identities of the two.

"It's the person in the pond, forget it, the ghost is in the pond."

"But there are two people."

"One of them is new, but you'll have to pay for my eyes if you don't. I'll come with you tonight to see the other two. See if you're alive. That year you were lucky to have a guy in a white shirt, you just lived. , but now without him, you have no way out." That woman came up and grabbed her neck.

"Where did that person go?" Emma Hatthaway felt a twinge in her heart.

The person who had left her at the last minute had gone. Maybe at that moment that person disappeared. But who brought her ashore that day? This question has followed her for many years, sometimes she even spends an entire session analyzing it in detail. She hadn't seen that person in years. Because she did not dare to go near ponds, lakes, rivers, and streams, she did not have the opportunity to search for that person in the water anymore. During the times when she was crushed by that woman without eyes, that person also disappeared.

"What do you care about it? What you need to worry about is to pay me back if you don't want to die." The woman squeezed her neck harder.

The amount of air she breathed was now less, her breathing faster than ever.

"Your cowardly life, I can take it any time I want, don't waste time. Being on earth day and night waiting for your eyes is not fun at all."

"Why are you so resentful? I didn't take her eyes. If I did, why wouldn't I pay her to torture her for all these years?" Emma Hatthaway cried. Her unmanicured nails for years had pierced her skin painfully.

"You want me to become blind in my next life, you're as cruel as a demon. You told me that you must claim your eyes." She gnashed every word in anger, her nails digging deeper into her skin.

Emma Hatthaway couldn't take it anymore, putting her hand to her neck to try and get rid of her hand. Now she couldn't talk anymore. The pain had spread to all four limbs, her whole body was numb.

"Oh, Emma!" Grandma Emma's voice rose, followed by the sound of the door opening, then the sound of her footsteps.

Emma Hatthaway is now like reaching for a piece of wood while being swept away by the current. She burst into joy.

Hearing the movement, the woman immediately let go of her neck and ran away. The moment she removed her hand from her neck, she seemed to regain her soul. She had returned to her normal state but that pain was still in her mind.

"Emma! Are you asleep?" Receiving no reply from her, she spoke again loudly and walked closer to her room door.

She immediately stood up and sat back at the table: "I'm in my room."

The door to her room was opened by her grandmother.

"Why don't you answer the call, why are you still studying late at night? Go to bed and go to sleep, or you won't be sick again."

"Yes."

The fear was still there, the question was still there, but she had to go to bed to be less afraid.

She turned off the study lights for her, and the moment she was about to leave, she spoke up.

"Grandma! Can you sleep with me today?" Emma Hatthaway clutched the blanket in her hand, hoping she would agree to stay.

"What's wrong? Are you scared today?" She smiled happily, closing the door to her room.

She knew she agreed.

"Come on, I'm not scared. I just want to sleep with you." Emma Hatthaway tried to put a smile on her face to reassure her.

"Stop it, lady, I know you well. Go to sleep, you still have school tomorrow." She turned off the light and turned on the night light.

Tonight, with a grandmother sleeping with her, perhaps that woman will not dare to come back to visit her again. As a peace of mind, she no longer thought so much as usual. Emma Hatthaway immediately fell asleep.

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It was true that when she slept by her side, Emma Hatthaway slept from night to morning, without interruption for a second. For nearly ten years, this was the night when she had the best and most comfortable sleep.

In the morning, she wakes up with a face full of life and positive energy.

"Emma, ​​hurry up and have breakfast and go to school." Grandma Emma's voice echoed from outside the house into her room.

"Yes, I will wait for you." Emma Hatthaway hurriedly packed up to prepare for school.

Stepping out to the dining table, she cooked many dishes for breakfast, including boiled water spinach, braised meat, boiled eggs.

"How much do you cook?" Emma Hatthaway sat down at the dinner table, grabbing a piece of braised meat.

"Eat a lot for it to have quality, you're thin. There's no meat on you." She complained, smacking Emma Hatthaway lightly on the shoulder.

"I'm not too skinny."

"Why don't you peel the eggs and eat them?" Grandma also sat down at the dining table and asked worriedly, because she ate meat and vegetables, not eggs.

"I'm afraid I won't score much, I'm going to take a test today. Please leave the eggs for me to eat at lunch." Emma Hatthaway finished her meal, wiped her mouth with a tissue, and said goodbye to her grandmother to go to school.

Today is a sunny day. Actually, in the West, every day in the summer is as sunny as fire. Her high school wasn't quite like an elementary school. Her parents bought her an old bicycle from a friend of her mother's so that she could get to school faster. Her house is four kilometers from the high school, she stops to and fro every day, and her friends now have electric bicycles to go to school. So on the way to school, no one accompanied her. She was alone on an old bicycle to go to school.