Ever wonder why we die? I always wonder that. I mean like. I'm dead, by dead I mean I'm a ghost. I'm not sure what happened exactly but it happened. And just when I thought I was gonig to heaven I find myself in some old mansion that's been abandoned for a while.There's not a whole lot I can do about it though. Not like I can complain. Being a ghost has its perks. My name is Grayson Van, and I've been dead for 10 years now.
Lately, being dead isn't what it's cracked up to be. I'm lonely.. Well I was lonely. Until I got into music. I've been listening to a lot of screamo bands. My favorite by far is Bring Me The horizon. I guess this is my new hobby besides messing with the old man that walks his yorkie down the street. It sounds mean, but that dog is annoying. I collect band merchandising and I decoracted a room I picked out in the manison. Carters Manison is this old manison on top of a hill. I don't think a lot of people remember it being here. Every so often a man will come and clean it up alittle. Must be his job or something.
One day I descided to go for a walk outside. I don't really go into the city that much, because it seemed like a boring place. I walked into a gas station and there was a man. And he just sort of stared in my direction. Then he spoke "You lost kid?" It startled me and I jumped back. "Y-you can see me?" " Well of course I can! Everyone can see you. You're that kid that lives in Carter's Manison with Mr. Benison"
My mouth hung open as I slowly walked out "He can see me! People can see me!" I jumped around happily because for a ghost. This meant a lot. Maybe I can have a life afterall?
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The Melting Snow
Teen FictionGrayson is ghost looking for something to keep him company for eternity while he tries to find answers on his death. That is up until he saves the life of a boy name Nathan he starts to question his whole existence
