June 19, 2005. At 11pm, she died with chronic breast cancer, stage 5. She was transferred from a private hospital to a public one for a socio-economic reasons. I was there the night before she left her way out. She talked to me with a harsh voice whispering the words, "There...I go...You see..." And I left her with subsided tears. I visited her twice for I was informed by her chronic condition; she was my aunt - my father's half sister. I arrived home at 9pm and I was totally innocent about what would be the implications my aunt would suffer in later days or hours until her last breath. At 12am, an hour after her death (I was uninformed), I was on my depth of sleep when I heard a familiar voice whispering my ears. I knew that there was something went wrong. And then a breath was felt within my ear drums as they crumbled for lits. When I open my right eye, I glimpse a shadow of a woman sleeping beside me. I wanted to scream but I knew that no one cares as she grabbed my voice to call out. Then those red eyes slipped my concentration and I fal from my bed. WAnting to call out for help (As i put my phone underneath my bed), a very familiar face screams out with clashy tongue saying louder, "There I Go, and now You see what I left is within you." And when i started to run out from the underlying bed, I was knocked down by bumping my head on the bed. and when i woke up, I found out that I had brought for a twice visit the mirror she used to carry a long time ago when she still lives.