Translated from Japanese by Shishou(師匠)
Cryptic Story
Ghosts really exist.
When I was little, I could see my older-sister.
She wore the same dirty-clothes as me. She lived in our house.
But one day, I lost my ability to see her.
Daddy and Mommy won a lottery. They told me that the sister was a figment of my imagination.
We are quite happy now.
But the lottery money is decreasing day by day.
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