"What makes you think I should be the one dead and not you? I mean let's look at it, are you in anyway better than me?" As Aisha spoke, her voice rose, and her anger spiked. She couldn't be dead. No one understood how hard she'd had it in life and just when her big break came, the God who was always used to sabotaging her pulled a big one on her again.
"Look, I don't even know what I'm saying. If you're truly dead..."
"Which I'm not!"
"If you're not dead…then fine! But if you are and I'm seeing you, then that means I've gone crazy in my sleep because people don't just wake up with a ghost on front of their mirror." Bisola shivered as she recalled the moment she'd seen Aisha sitting on her bed.
"I have to be dreaming."
"Oh I hope you are. I really hope so because if any of this is true then I'm dead." Aisha replied as luck would have it.

Four more hours went by with Bisola not being able to shut her eyes or even take to the comfort of her bed because Aisha had taken over. She'd said she needed to lie down because she felt lightheaded. She'd promise to leave when it was much brighter outside and both ladies had agreed that neither of them were crazy. Bisola wasn't seeing things that weren't there and Aisha wasn't dead.
At exactly seven a.m.,...

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