Jem's Birthday

Swooooo. .. With a loud wind sound, Jem's father, a ghost, called out to Jem's mother, “Mona,” as he floated into the room through the window.

- Shikha Gola Prajapati

“Aaaaaaa!” Startled by the sudden voice while trying to balance in the air, Mona screamed and said angrily to Jem's father, “How many times have I told you to enter through the door?”

“Haha, you're a ghost, but you get scared just like the humans,” said the father with a laugh that made the windows and doors rattle. “Why are you floating in the air holding a broom?”

“I was cleaning the cobwebs and dust.

Since it's Jem's birthday tomorrow, I thought I'd do some cleaning today,” she replied.

“You've started picking up human habits by living among them! Leave this pointless task. You know very well that as soon as Jem sees any cleanliness, he starts throwing up,” said the father. Then, looking around, he asked, “By the way, where is Jem? I didn't see him outside either.”

“He must have gone to scare some of the hotel staff and will probably come back crying when they don't get scared—just like every day,” said Mona. Just then they heard “Ooooohhh...” Jem's sobs echoed through the room.

Flying quickly to Jem, both parents comforted him, “Calm down, Jem. Why are you getting upset over these humans?”

Still sobbing, “Ooooooo,” Jem looked at the ceiling and the walls and screamed, “Have the humans taken over our room too?”

“No, no, dear,” said Father, trying to manage the situation. “Your mother just did a bit of cleaning for your upcoming birthday.”