It wasn't my fault, nor the ghost's, nor the ritual's, nor mom's

I broke Mom's vase; she was glaring.

"No, Mom. It's not my fault. I was possessed; it was the ghost's fault!"

Before Mom said anything, the ghost inside me yelled, "I'm not going down for this! The ritual summoned me and that's why I'm possessing you!"

Then, of course, the ritual jumped out and retorted, "shut up, you filthy spook! I only did what his mom performed me to do!"

Finally, it was Mom's turn to speak. "No one can fault me, for I did it only to have the ghost reanimate my beloved son's dead body!"

"Wait what?!?!"

Oops, didn't see that coming...

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Credited to Minionsw 

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