This is the story of how i died...
My Name was Spencer, i was a 14 year old girl when i died. I lived with my brother Andrew, who was 25 at the time. However we had a returning hour guest named James, he was Andrew's best friend since they were like 5. He would come and stay with us about every month, and wouldn't leave for weeks. My parents died when i was 3, they were hit by a drunk driver. Andrew and i went to live with our grandmother Ruth.
However she died when i was 7, Andrew was 18 and just got out of high school. He got a full time job at a car dealership, he also rented us a little 2 bedroom house for us. That is where we have been living ever since.
It started out as a normal Friday night, I was hanging out with Andrew watching a movie. I think it was called "Don't Tell Mom The Babysitter's Dead," then the door bell rang. I opened it and i saw James, i hugged him because i haven't seen him in like 3 months. Andrew walked up to him and hugged him as well, Andrew made the offered to go and get pizza. James and i nodded and Andrew said "Love Y'all, See You in a Bit!"
About 10 Minutes after Andrew left, James grabbed me...
