Dear ghost,
There was this 100 year old lady. Her children who she raised had abandoned her and she could not hear properly. When I met her,in a windowless dark room, she was sitting on the floor with her wrinkled ragged body. My mother told me she was lonely and she would love my company. But I never visited her afterwards. I am not a nice bubbly person. I do not have the heart to see a crumpled person and brighten the last day of her life. But I do regret a little often. That's why I pray that you live a good happy life rather than a long miserable one.
Your damaged