Hello I am a spirit. I dead a long time ago and i forgot how I died. So I live in the Spirit world. I have made a few friends there. Every thing there is a spirit except the buildings but they are in the spirit world so yeah. In my mind there are two types of spirits. Those that try to find out how they died and that don't like being dead. And those that don't mind being dead and don't look for the way they died. though some of them might know the just don't care. Me and my friends in the spirit world are the second type. We don,t care how we died. Oh wait i forget to introduce myself. I'm Spirit. Yes that my name I didn't choose it I was born with the name. Well I think that i was born with that name. I remember that it was my name but then again it could be different. And I died and my ghost came here to the spirit realm. (I know not a very creative name but oh well deal with it.) So yeah when I tell some new spirits that my name is Spirit and they see I'm a spirit some of them laugh. I don't mind them laughing i think its funny too. Oh yeah i work with new spirit arrivals. I'm not the best at my job but I'm not the worst either. I'm pretty used to hearing people freak out about being dead though. Though I do like the occasional person that doesn't freak out. I was one of the occasional people that don't freak out about being dead. I was more confused at why i was dizzy and not able to move until one of them helped me. They said that I died. And i could just see their happiness when I didn't freak out because for the past 20 years all the spirits that came there wold freak out about being dead. Then i came and i was fine with being dead. So they asked my name once they said that i was a spirit. Ans with a little confusion in my voice I answered Spirit and they thought that I was asking about me being a spirit. So they started to explain to me that i died and my spirit came her to the spirit world. I then said that my name is Spirit and they just looked at me in confusion and then kind of laughed. But after that they helped me find a good place to stay until i was used to being dead. When you die and become a spirit its hard to get used to it. First off there is the weight change that you have to get used to. Second you have to learn the rules of the place. Third you have to learn how to control your the floating . And finally you learn that some spirits are sent to the human world to help out the humans they are stuck to. Wondering how long I have been dead well I don't know. So yeah being here was good and fun i liked what I did and I liked my friends. And then the sickness started.
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Happy Little Accidents
RandomThis is about all of my stories and the parts that I decide to redo. All of this parts are ones that I will dealt from the main stories. I wanted to keep the parts that I worked on first. It will give you insight of how many changes I have done to m...