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Not done but here: Plot- CHARACTER ONE DIARY POV: “A memento mori my dear friend is an object, image, or anything else that shows the inevitability of death and that all things must come to an end. Say a skull. That is a memento mori. A dead flower. That is a memento mori. A melted candle. That is a memento mori. You get it” That Is what my friend said when I asked them. Recently I’ve been finding dead flower petals leading to my attic inside my house, and the painting of a teenage girl in the dining room (I’ve always found it creepy) its eyes seem to follow me. Dont get me wrong I’ve also thought the girl was pretty but now… it’s different… when my mother died on her grave the next day was a dead flower, the same type of flower leading to the attic. A few nights ago when I wanted a drink of water, I passed the portrait of the girl and it moved. I nearly shouted in surprise instead, I did the stupid thing. I talked to it. Yep. To a painting of a girl I never knew. “Who are you..?” I asked it, The girl tilted her head and mouthed one word “attic” Now I was freaked out, not only could the painting move IT UNDERSTOOD ME. I ran upstairs, heart pounding as I followed the trail of flower petals. I knew it was stupid to try it, but you never know. Maybe the ghost and I can be friends? “No… that’s stupid.” I thought to myself as I opened the attic. I gasped when I noticed the same teenaged girl in the painting, surrounded by the same flowers that were on my mother’s grave.