How?

 Then the priest explained,'Bella would come to be an end to her loved ones because the curse and the evil that Bella inherits will destroy all whom Isabella knows.'

 I thought how could that be possible. Loved ones meant me and Bella's friends and Bella's far away cousins. The Satanic cross would destroy all of us. That was alright. At least, Bella would be safe, I thought.

 But then, the priest said,'The power of the Satanic Cross would slowly take control of Bella's mind and body. The pure thoughts in her heart and mind will turn into mere lies and a time will come when Bella will destroy herself. She will kill herself.'

I didn't want that to happen. The priest said that to help Bella be able to get the power to overcome the power of the Satanic Cross, someone needs to give her some power. One is the Guardian Angel and the other would be a Holy Spirit. So, I decided that in order to help Bella, I will sacrifice my life when she will turn sixteen. The priest accepted it and when sixteen years later I went to the Holy Church, I sacrificed my life.

I'm sorry, Bella."

"Oh! You don't need to say sorry, granny."I hugged her but my hands went through her body. Her body turned to dust and disappeared as she said,"Goodbye, Bella! I've accomplished my mission of sending you here. Rest is up to you! Good Luck! I love you!"

Tears trickled down my face as I knew that I would never be able to see my granny again. I fell on the ground. I was so helpless. I couldn't save my parents and my granny. I was just a curse.

Anastasia put her hand on my shoulder and said,"Isa, it's alright. Don't worry, everything will be alright. We'll defeat Alma together."

I stood up and hugged my dear friends who gave me the power to stand up again and fight for my existence. We decided to go back to the school. We started walking back to the school. I still had those teary eyes which made Ryan say,"Isa! You're a crybaby!"

I smiled at his cute joke and said,"No!I'm not!"

On our way, I asked Anastasia about Diana being in the graveyard. Her revenge had already been taken but still she was in the graveyard with other evil spirits that wanted their revenges from the ones who killed them. Anastasia told me and Ryan that Diana couldn't take her revenge herself. Alma in her place, took the revenge. Richard and Zara were the targets of both Alma as well as Diana. Alma took her revenge earlier as she knew Richard and Zara well. She knew their hiding places, the things they ate, the clothes they wore and everything about them. She knew each and everything about them whereas Diana didn't even know their names. That was the reason of Diana being in the graveyard, Ana told me.

I asked,"Why was Diana helping us and why did she want Alma in the graveyard with her?"

"Isa, Diana was helping us because she doesn't want us to suffer what she did. She cares for everything. She said herself that if she couldn't live happily then she would always try to make others happy unlike her. She knows how the school is suffering from grief and sorrow. She just wants to make it happy once again. She wants Alma to be in the graveyard because Alma is the reason for the sadness."replied Ana as Ryan and I listened to her carefully.

"Doesn't that mean that she is not evil?"asked Ryan.

"She is evil because she still has the will to take the one down who killed her. She still has those evil powers."replied Ana.

Anastasia was a complete package of information about evil and good, God and Satan, Spirits and Angels and everything related to the Church. That was why she was the Guardian Angel. It looked as if she knew everything about the making of the universe and all the wars between the Gods and the Demons. She also knew everything about me and Alma. Richard and Zara were also known to her. She was a true Spirit World Warrior!

Meanwhile, we reached the school. From a distance, we noticed Alma standing on the school gate, clenching the rods of it with her hands. Her head was down and she looked at the ground. As we went nearer and nearer, she looked up. Her eyes were as red as fresh blood and a black-red light surrounded her.

We looked at her closely and we noticed that she was holding the head of a girl from her hair. It was just the head and the entire body was lying on the ground. She was playing with the head! She kicked it and then threw it on some tree and again she picked it up and started playing. Ryan and I were terrified but Anastasia seemed calm and cool. 

"How can you be so calm?She has just killed someone and now she is playing with her head!"yelled Ryan.

"She does that every year. It's a normal thing. Every year, on this day, a girl gets missing and she never gets found. Today, death knocked the door of this girl and she is this way. Every year, Alma kills a girl and plays with her head just as she is doing now. For me, it's not special."she replied.

"I understand that no one can see Alma but couldn't they see the head of the girl with which Alma is playing?"I asked curiously.

"No, they couldn't. They couldn't even listen to the screams of someone whom Alma troubles. You remember when you went in the Room No.13, you saw different body parts of the maid and lashes of the blood. On that day, when you asked for help and screamed no one came. This is the only reason why your screams couldn't be heard."replied Anastasia.

I realized what it was. Alma was completely insane. She was playing with the head of a dead girl! This was not a common thing. That poor girl didn't do anything to Alma. It was not her fault that she came in this school and got killed. She was probably someone's daughter and someone's sister. I realized how Alma was a curse on this school. She didn't even leave the innocent and killed them. 

I realized that it was dusk. The sun had set and I was so hungry. We entered the school and Alma still played with the head as if it was a ball and Alma was a five-year-old-girl. We left her there and went to the canteen to have something. I had breakfast in the morning. We ate something and then it was time for the dinner. We went to the dining room where all the students were eating. We sat on one of the tables and had our dinner. Then, it was time sleep.

God! I hated this time. I hated sleeping in the Room No.13!

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