My pale, white skin. Oh, so pale. Neutral. I was dead. It was all a joke, really. Elizabeth, oh….

Elizabeth had killed me. Stabbed me. I never found out why. There was never any reason why she did.. but she is getting her punishment tonight..

I was practically a ghost. I was only able to see humans, not other ghosts. I couldn’t even see myself, just my surroundings. When I looked in the mirror, there was no face. No eyes. Absolutely nothing.

Invisibility was a gift for me. I had finally made it to Elizabeth’s house, and I was going to give her the pain she deserved. It will be slow and long-lasting..

Elizabeth covered up my death, no one will ever know. Except me and her..

I walked through the door, it was practically transparent. The house was basically the same since I was killed. Brown wallpaper, the end table that I used to put my coffee cup on, or hot tea. The black couches with white, hard pillows that were never comfortable.

My silhouette moved across the house, upstairs. No one could hear, see, feel or sense my outline. Absolutely nothing.

There she was. The devil. The devil that killed me and stabbed me for so long. I can’t wait.

She was sleeping in her green print large bed, the pillows practically suffocating her, something I would do..

I went to touch her face. I wanted to scratch her. She would always remember herself as a devil, a woman who murdered her own best friend.

But I was the devil now, just a invisible version, one she will never see.

Her short, dark brown hair was still the color of my eyes. Well, not anymore. They were white..

I grabbed the candle sitting on her nightstand. There was a lighter beside it, awkwardly positioned. I grinned, making the candle brighten.

I held it like a trophy, a reward.

“Time for your gift. You may not be the devil anymore to your family, but you always will be to me..”