She Made Me Feel Alive

Chapter 1

I guess you could say the afterlife is cool, but that would be a lie because I'm in the afterlife. It's boring here, all I do is just walk around watching people go about their lives. I see people fall in love, be happy with their kids or pets, get sick, cry or either die. I try to communicate with people to see if they hear or see me, but no luck.

I'm Adam Lewis, I'm eighteen and yes I'm dead. I really don't know how though. All I remember is driving in the car with my mom, don't know where to though. Then all of a sudden everything went black. And I ended up here. It took me three days just to figure it out. I've been here for two weeks and it sucks.

If anyone could see me or even hear me I'd be so grateful, it would make me feel at least a little bit more alive. The weird thing about being dead is that animals can see you, like dogs. I've made two friends, one's name is Izzy she's a little white maltese with a purple bow. Then after I met her, I found out she had a friend, his name was Dylan, he's a huge golden lab.

Today I'm going to visit Izzy and Dylan. Even though it's the afterlife it's kinda fun since they can actually see me.

Sometimes I just like to walk around and see if things have changed but they seem to stay the same.

Since I go to visit Izzy and Dylan alot I have found short cuts to get there quicker. I discovered this playground I never knew was in town. It's a little old but not that old, like rusty monkeybars or broken swings or anything like that. Sometimes I just sit on one of the swings and think about what life is like right now, like are my friends thinking about me and wishing I could go to the next party with them.

As I take the short cut to the playground I notice foot prints.

How does anyone know about this place?

Even though nobody can see me, I walk quietly to see who has discovered my secret thinking spot. As I quietly make my way down the trail I see a figure sitting on one of the swings. As I get closer I see that it's a girl with long brown hair, wearing a blue shirt and cut off jean shorts. Maybe she won't see me. So I decide to continue walking.

"Hey, how did you find this place?" I heard the girl ask from behind me.

"You can see me?!" I exclaimed. Holy crap she can see me! I turn around to look at her and still see her in the swing. She looked beautiful. She had green eyes that shined like emeralds. A perfect tan and had on those cute hipster nerd glasses.

"Yeah, I can see you. Plain as day actually. How do you know about this place?" her voice was like honey.

"Wow. Oh–uh I found out about it a few days ago trying to find short cuts." I said. She got up out of the swing and walked over to me.

"Cool. What's your name?" she asked me sticking her hand out for me to shake it. If only she knew I was dead.

"Adam, Adam Lewis." I answered.

"I'm Aimee Smith. Nice to meet you." She still had her hand extended for me to shake it. So I did, which wasn't to smart. My hand went straight through her's.

"What the hell! What are you?!" she pulled away frightened.

"Listen Aimee,,, I need you to know something," I tried reasoning with her.

"How–why–what just happened!?" She exclaimed.

"Aimee, I'm dead!" I'm so stupid. What if she thinks I'm crazy. She's probably the most gorgeous girl I've ever met and I don't want her thinking I'm crazy.

"If you're dead then how can I see you? I mean it kind of makes sense as to why your hand went through mine." She said still frightened.

"Aimee I've been dead for two weeks, I guess I died in a car wreck. My mom was in the car to but I haven't seen her around anywhere. But you have to believe me, I'm not crazy. You're not either..." I calmly said. She looked as if she was proccesing what all I just said.