Ghosts in The Woman Warrior and Beloved In Beloved by Toni Morrison ghosts are dead people who walk among the living. The beloved has returned to be with her family, to have Sethe's love and Denver's company. In Maxine Hong-Kingston's The Woman Warrior the word ghost was used to refer to people other than the characters, or people the characters could not understand. The ghosts were real, living people. The idea of ​​what a ghost is in Beloved is strange to me, but it's not as disturbing as the idea of ​​a ghost in The Woman Warrior. I don't really believe in ghosts. I never expect to see my great-grandmother in my room one evening telling me that she met many interesting people on the other side. I never expect to return to earth and chat with my friends after I die. For this reason, the concept of "ghost" in Beloved doesn't bother me, although it made me think a lot about what a ghost actually is. I started comparing it to the ghosts in The Woman Warrior. If a ghost is something other than me, something I can't fully understand, does that make everyone a ghost? I don't completely understand my friends or family. I don't think it's ever possible to fully understand or know someone. If no one else can understand me and know me completely, then I too am a ghost. I'm a ghost too. I don't understand why I do half the things I do. I don't really know myself or who I am completely. Sometimes I feel like a ghost. I talk to people, I talk to my friends and family all the time. They see my behavior and I can try to explain to them why I do things and how I feel, but they can never get inside my head. They will never be able to understand me. I will never understand them. There will always be something about every person we come into contact with that perplexes us. Does this make them ghosts because we can't understand them? If I am loved, appreciated or hated, then I am not a ghost. IF someone simply doesn't think of me at all, then perhaps they are what we might consider a ghost. I would rather be hated if someone was simply indifferent towards me. At least then there is some feeling, motivation or passion. Something in me has influenced this person, even if it is something negative. I'd rather think of a ghost as the kind of ghost we see in Beloved; a dead person returns to this side of things. The thought of living this life as a ghost scares me much more than the thought of dying and then becoming a ghost.