Part 1: Mom

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I entered the room and Chase was standing with his back against me.

"They're planning your funeral now. You will be able to attend your funeral if you wish to. It'll be taking place in the span of your first six hours." Chase said suddenly, and turned around and stared at me seriously. I was a bit taken aback by his suddenness but everything was already so sudden.

"Who do you want to spend these first twelve hours with Aria? Choose wisely. Remember only they can see or hear you." he continued.

Attending my own funeral? Was I ready for that? I had no idea. But I certainly knew who I wanted to spend my first twelve hours with. I knew she would have been the most affected by my death. She was my first best friend. My rock. I had to be by her side at the funeral. 

Without further ado I said "I would like to spend my first twelve hours with my mom."

He smiled, looking pleased with my choice. "Very well then, I'll see you after twelve hours" he said.

I only nodded in response, still not fully over the fact that I could now visit 4 people even when I was dead, even though only for a while, but I would take what I get.

"Goodbye" and with that I felt like I was being sucked into another place. I made a mental note of asking Chase about this when I saw him again. I had to learn to get used to everything now.

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