[ WP ] You are driving down the road when you see a Woman in White ghost hitchhiking . And even though you know she is a ghost , you pick her up anyway ...

It was curiosity. There were stories that if you drove thru Balete Drive after midnight, you would encounter a ghost, a lady in white. I never believed in ghost stories, so imagine my surprise when I saw her. I'd been driving around for some time around the area, just waiting for midnight, that's when she found me. She was standing on the side of the empty dark road in Balete Drive, looking like she was waiting for someone, despite the shock of actually encountering a ghost, my curiosity got the best of me as I stopped my car just beside her. 
 
 `` Can you give me a ride?'' 
 
 `` Uhm, sure, where are you headed?'' 
 
 `` Just away from here, please?'' 
 
 I unlocked the doors and offered to open the passenger side for her, but she smiled and gestured me not to. It was the first time I noticed her face, it was pretty but there was an obvious sadness in her eyes. Her smile calmed me, I tried to study her face, until she blushed and I realized I was staring. It's not everyday you get to meet a ghost. 
 
 `` I do n't want to be rude, but you are dead, are n't you?'' 
 
 `` Yes, I am. Turn here, please.'' 
 
 `` How did you die?'' 
 
 `` I do n't remember. Turn at the next corner.'' 
 
 I tried asking more questions, but she shrugged them off and just kept giving me directions, sometimes instinctive, while some other times unsure, as if she was trying to remember. I did n't mind, my curiosity was raging, maybe she was taking me to where she died. 
 
 I tried to glance at her from the corner of my eye; from time to time, I would see through her when we passed a bright light like from a lamppost or an oncoming vehicle. 
 
 We were driving around the city, but since it was already past midnight, the streets were empty, aside from the occasional car rushing past us. I was actually enjoying this, I do n't remember the last time I did this. 
 
 `` We're almost there.'' 
 
 `` Almost where? Where are we going? You have n't answered any of my questions?'' I was starting to get annoyed. 
 
 `` Mark, before I answer any of your questions, answer mine first.'' 
 
 `` Uh, sure, what is it?'' 
 
 `` Where did you get that scar on your head?'' 
 
 `` I got it from an accident, how did you notice? My hair is almost covering it.'' 
 
 `` Do you remember the accident?'' 
 
 `` No, they told me not to think about it for now.... Wait, how did you know my name? I did n't tell you my name...'' 
 
 I slowed the car down, the place looked familiar. 
 
 `` Is n't this where I picked you up?'' 
 
 `` We're here, Mark...''
